Coffee and French Toast

Ethan
Akane stood in the middle of the room. She had thrown on her clothes from yesterday and she had shifted into someone I didn't recognize. Her ears did extend out into a point so I assume she was some sort of an elf.

"When I woke up, you weren't there." I pointed out the obvious.

She was silent. I bit my bottom lip and gathered my thoughts.

"I just... didn't know if I did something to make you leave. I never meant to offend you if that's what happened..." I placed one of my hands over my other arm's elbow, "I thought maybe you were about to leave or had already left."

I cautiously took a step towards her, but not too close.

"If it means anything to you, I would rather you stay." I stated then looked down to stare at the floor for a moment. I raised my head once again to gaze at her.

"I want you to stay, with me."

BrokenTear
"How about French toast?" Yuki peered from the pantry at me with cinnamon in her grasp.

I nodded, "Go for it."

Glancing at the coffee in hand, I decided I should get to making that. I stared at the coffee maker intimidatingly. How in the world was one to work this thing?

I blinked, realizing maybe in my years of trying to modernize my lifestyle that I should've asked Erela to teach me these things. Even if I did grow up as these things were invented, my family wasnt involved.

Slowly but surely, I figured it out and watched it, dripping into the pot as Yuki began cooking the French toast. I turned to look at her. I could almost see Alyssa in her place with Lilith tugging at her dress. Erela would've only been employed for cleaning the castle. Alyssa did most of the cooking.

But somehow, even if she possibly had to do it to survive, I didn't see Yuki as the cooking type.

"Do you cook often?" I asked as I poured two cups of coffee.

Forever
"Forever, would you like to fly?" Setsu asked and I felt my heart skip. I looked up at him.

Flying... The idea had never appealed to me. I was terrified to even stand on the highest balcony of the castle, let alone fly. What if I fell?

Would Setsu let me fall?

Do I trust Setsuna?

I blinked away my fearful thoughts. It was time to take a chance.

"Yes, I'd like to fly with you, Setsu." I smiled under my mask and held to him like I was already afraid of falling.

End