TW: Fluff APROVED.

Title: ~A Spaceman Named Xephos~

Honeydew was the first to notice the spaceship falling from the sky like a falling star. When it became a part of Minecraftia, Honeydew was the one to discover the lone spaceman lying within. He was fascinated by the man. He was different. He was special.

Though Honeydew had no home and wandered around aimlessly searching for the perfect hole, he stayed with the man. Not once did he think to leave him. He believed that it was destiny. That the man had fallen from the stars just for him. It was such a weird feeling that was also very warm.

Days later, the spaceman finally opened his eyes. He was in a panic and pushed Honeydew aside, searching for a communicator to call home, but everything was broken. His home was far away and it couldn’t be reached. Honeydew felt grief for him but was felt happy that he would have to stay with him which was something he wouldn’t admit. It wasn’t his fault. It was the warm, weird feeling that kept him here.

When the spaceman fell silent and lost his hope, he sat very still. Honeydew sat by wondering what to say to the intriguing, different, and special man. Everything that came to mind wasn’t something that would make things better. He didn’t know how to deal with stuff like this, so he just decided to go with his gut. “Hey… My name is Honeydew…What’s yours?”

The spaceman was either ignoring him or didn’t hear him. Either way, Honeydew felt a bit hurt that the man gave him nothing after waiting so long for him to wake up. “Oy…”

He stirred and turned slowly to look at him. He was pale and his eyes, glazed over. He clearly wasn’t in any way to talk, but he didn’t seem to acknowledge it. “I’m Xephos.”

Honeydew was ecstatic to receive an answer, but also worried by his appearance. “Xephos… a spaceman named Xephos…”

Xephos studied him silently, unaware of his affect on the dwarf. Right now, his mind was far out of here, soaring through the space he had fallen from.

“What is it?” Honeydew asked, “Is something wrong?”

He shook his head weakly. “No… nothing…”

Honeydew sighed as he smirked. “Well, that’s clearly a lie.”

“What?” he was pulled back to reality a little bit.

“You’re clearly lying to me. There is nothing about you right now that assures me you’re alright.” Honeydew explained.

Xephos felt offended that the man would tell him how he felt. “Th-then why ask?”

“Because I’m worried about you.” Honeydew blushed as the words left his lips. It was so simple yet so hard.

The spaceman blushed as well, “D-don’t be an idiot!”

“I’m not being an idiot, I’m just telling you how I feel.” He teased.

“Well, k-keep it to yourself.” Xephos whined, but there was a deep happiness to him. He wasn’t all displeased.

“Fine,” He grinned. “May I ask what your plan is now, though? You can’t reach your home and you’re stuck on ground.”

He sighed, “I guess I’ll have to rebuild my ship which I’m not sure I’m capable of…”

“Not capable of?… but aren’t you obligated to learn how to do that or something?” Honeydew asked, puzzled.

“Well,” He began to say, nervously. “I’m a bit of a dunce when it comes to this stuff. It should be pretty obvious since I fell from the sky…”

“Huh…” Honeydew thought about it. “I guess it is.”

Xephos sighed again, “I’m so hopeless…”

Honeydew looked at him. Admiring everything about him. Even if he was hopeless at something so mundane to him, he still saw the beauty and originality of his existence. He then smiled wide. “Well then, we’ll just have to fix it together. I’m gonna get you home if it’s the last thing I do.”