TW: None

Title: ~Flowers~

When Honeydew comes back from visiting Nano at Duncan’s castle Xephos cannot help but laugh at his dwarven friend. To begin with he doesn’t even notice anything is different aside from the usual cheeriness that takes over whenever Honeydew spends time with the petite woman. Xephos is far too busy fiddling around trying to dismantle the last of the machinery in the Jaffa Factory without burning or electrocuting himself to notice anything. It is only when he receives a short sharp zap to his hand that he throws down his wrench and stands up, cursing under his breath. Looking pointedly at Honeydew to begin ranting at his friend about ‘the bloody machines’, all rage disappears when his eyes take in the new additions to the dwarf’s beard.

Where Honeydew’s facial hair had before been bushy and matted beyond reason there are now two neat braids taming some of the unruly ginger mess, dotted with pale blue and purple flowers. Xephos’ snorting laugh escapes at the sight before Honeydew can glare at him and tell him not to; the tall spaceman bent backwards with bouts of loud bursting laughter broken up by whimpered words along the lines of “Flowers! In your beard!” shake his body.

Meanwhile Honeydew’s cheeks turn the dark pink of a blush as he avoids Xephos’ mirthful eyes and shuffles his feet in embarrassment, fingers absently playing with the braids in his beard. He’d grown increasingly fond of Nano ever since Lalna had introduced them both, being the bubbly happy-go-lucky girl that she is. Not to mention the fact that she is small like him, so he doesn’t have to bear getting flustered when being forced to plant his face in any breasts when hugging her. Plus she smells as pretty as she looks, and likes animals almost as much as he does. A small smile finds its way across Honeydew’s mouth as he twirls a blue flower between his gloved fingers, not even noticing when Xephos’ laughing comes to a gradual stop and the spaceman instead looks at his friend in bemusement.

“You like her that much, huh?” Xephos nudges the dwarf, who stammers and drops the flower as he fumbles nervously and attempts to deny his feelings. Xephos merely raises an eyebrow and smiles knowingly, giggling when Honeydew catches his eye and shoves his leg gently.

“Oh, get out of it ye bugger.” the dwarf mutters, “She’s a lovely lass, but- I mean it’s not like-,” Honeydew tries to reason with Xephos, but the tall spaceman knows him too well to be able to believe his flustered lies. Not that it takes much to know when Honeydew is lying. “Oh fine,” he concedes, “Yeah, I like ‘er.” Honeydew’s voice is a happy whisper, and Xephos can’t help but feel immensely pleased for his friend when seeing him like this. Even if having Nano around more would mean even more loud squealing whenever a pig happened to walk by. Taking a seat beside Honeydew, Xephos pats the ground to get his friend to sit - wanting to hear about the flowers in more detail.