Grian pov:

During lunch I could tell Scar felt. . . very unhappy. The air was heavy with silence, I doubt my voice could even reach Scars pointy elf ears.

"So... brownies or croissants first?" I manage to ask, knowing Scar will be glad for the interruption for what I can only assume be bad thoughts.

"Hmm, you choose." Scar says through a mouth of sandwich.

"How about brownies, they take longer to bake than croissants so while their baking we can make the croissants." I suggest, and for the THIRD time I'm holding my fork like a pencil.

I don't know why I like to make Grian hold his fork like pencil, it just feels right, y'know?

"That sounds like an excellent idea!" Scar exclaims, finally breaking the awkwardness. "Why're your ideas so damn good?"

"I... don't know?" I say, slightly confused and flustered by the complement.

Scar laughs, then cleans up our plates like the Scar he is.

'Wait, how long has it been since he first let me into his house? Maybe I should get him to go out and socialise more with the other hermits.

But what if they don't like him? What if they don't like me? I haven't been hanging out with them as much since Scar let me in. Maybe I should take tomorrow off from hanging out with Scar to do something with Mumbo, or my sister Pearl.

They're all either worried about me, don't remember me, don't care, or know that I'm off doing stuff with Scar.

I don't know which is worse.'

. . . . .

Once Scar and I have finished watching his Star Wars movie it's pretty late, I didn't realise how long the movie was until I had to finish it. So Scar gave me a blanket and pillow and let me sleep in his guest room.

In the morning I wake up before Scar so I wait on the couch, watching the news.

I don't notice Scar wake up and I'm too focused on the news reporter to hear him cooking.

"Grian! I made us hashbrowns and fruit salad!" Scar says surprising me.

I'm surprised he knew what I liked.

What he didn't know was not to touch a birds wings. I did let him, but I didn't realise he wouldn't know not to. I thought he was just joking.

My wings immediately fluff up and I fall onto Scar. I shock Scar but he keeps playing with my wings.

Eventually I can't hold myself back. I press my face against Scars, our lips connecting harshly.

Scar jerks back, flustered, surprised and confused.

"Sorry." I mumble, embarrassed and disappointed.

"Did me touching your wings do something?" He asks, changing the topic.

"Err, yeah. Sorry." I say, not completely knowing what to say.

"It's fine, it's my bad for touching your wings." Scar smiles, although I know he feels uncomfortable.

Scar pov:

When I wake up I find Grian watching the news on my tv. He doesn't even notice me.

I take his oblivion to my advantage, trying to quietly make him his favourite breakfast food.

"Grian! I made us hashbrowns and fruit salad!" I exclaim, scaring him.

We eat our breakfast and then decide to watch Bluey for old times sake on the floor.

"Can I touch your wings?" I ask, wanting to know how he feels.

"I guess, if you really want to do that." He says, his wording a bit confusing but I brush it off and brush my hand against his wings.

I run my fingers through his feathers, liking knowing how he feels.

Suddenly Grian slumps against me, his eyes closed, his wings fluffed up and his face carved into a smile.

I take that as a sign that he likes it so I continue to run my fingers through his feathers.

After a little while Grian quickly and out of the blue turns around and presses his lips against mine.

My stomach fills with butterflies and fireworks go off in my head.

But I pull away anyway. It might've been the shock or the fact that I had no fucking clue what was happening.

"Sorry." Grian mumbles, his face red.

"Did me touching your wings do something?" I ask, anxious to change the subject. It probably wasn't even really him kissing me, it was the bird inside him.

"Err, yeah. Sorry." He says, seeming embarrassed.

"It's fine, it's my bad for touching your wings." I smile, wanting to seem totally normal, as if it never even happened.

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hehe. fluff!