Eden had to resist the urge to laugh when Brett asked for each one, but his hand went over his mouth as he giggled. "How about we try one each day? And since you've heard of chai, we could start with that. I like chai quite a bit myself, and the grey tea, too," he said, smiling sweetly as he took one of the fancy-looking teacups and moved it closer, grabbing one of the chai teabags and placing it in the cup
Brett flushed red when he saw Eden suppress his laughter. "I-It's not funny!" He exclaimed but then quieted down at Eden's suggestion. He nodded, still furiously blushing. "A-alright. Yes. I woukd like that." He watched as Eden took the small tea bag and placed it in the cup, then poured the hot water onto the bag in the cup. It calmed Brett to see the water flow smoothly in the cup for some reason. He turned his attention back to Eden and his darkly colored blue hair. "Do you drink tea everyday? I heard there are lots of them. Like boba tea. I heard that's a favorite for you guys." A faint smile grew on his lips as he gazed at Eden.
"Yes, I drink tea at least once or twice a day. I like it a lot, and I have a friend who grows very good tea leaves in his shop a few blocks away. And yes, boba tea is something I like, though not everyone likes that one in particular. It's a little funny at first, but I like it. Maybe we could go try some later, after you're rested up a bit more," Eden said, smiling sweetly over at Brett. He set the nice teapot down before grabbing the small saucer of sugar and small container of milk. "Would you like milk and sugar? It's good in chai tea," he asked
Brett smiled and shook his head happily at the suggestion of getting boba tea later. He wasn't particularly interested in getting the tea, all he wanted was to spend as much time as he could with Eden before disaster struck- which he knew was going to eventually happen. As soon as Eden mentioned milk in the tea Brett's eyes widen and he slowly turned to Eden, horrified. "W-what? Is that a thing?? I never-" The thought made him shiver. The idea was so alien to him that it freaked him out. "I-I'll just have sugar in mine thank you…and I've never seen anyone drink tea with milk before…do you do that?"
"Only with chai tea. Just a little makes it taste better, in my opinion," Eden answered, giggling cutely at Brett's mortified reaction to having milk in tea. "Have you ever had coffee before? A chai latte is where you have a lot of milk and some chai, and then you have coffee mixed in. It's really good, at least in my opinion," he said as he took the teabag by the string, bobbing it in the water a few times before getting a small, pretty-looking spoon and handing that and the saucer with the cup on it to Brett. "You can do your own sugar, if you like," he said, smiling softly as he pushed the container to him
Brett blinked blankly at Eden. "So you do that…" He quickly snapped out of it when Eden asked the question. "Ah! No, I'm not used to drinking anything- much less real solid food here with you all." Brett listened to Eden with a sort of surprised look on his face. "Actually, to be real with you I pretty much know next to nothing about the human race…you all fascinate me, but I really don't know much of anything as I'd like to know. The chai milk tea drink sounds wonderful though, from what you're telling me" he said, taking the cup and spoon from Eden when it was handed over. He nodded at Eden's suggestion. "Yeah, I can do that" I totally won't mess this up. He thought as he scooped a few spoonfuls into his tea- an alarmingly large amount of sugar actually. When he went to take a sip his face paled but he smiled, although it looked strained. "It tastes wonderful…" he said with a nervousness in his tone- knowing that he had indeed screwed up, but the more he drank it the more he began to like the overly sugared drink.
Eden had been alarmed to say the least at how much sugar Brett put in the tea, his eyes wide as he watched him drink it for a moment. “Do you…like…it?” he asked slowly, thinking it near impossible to drink tea with that much sugar and enjoy it. He took his own and grabbed a sugar cube as he waited for a response, placing it neatly between his front teeth as he slowly sipped his tea through it. It was a very odd way of drinking it, even to most humans, but it was actually a common way the Persians drank their tea. And seeing as how his stepfather had been Persian, a few of their customs had caught on with him
Brett glanced over at Eden when he asked. He nodded happily as he kept chugging the whole thing. After a while, he set down the cup with a satisfying 'ah~'. "It tasted a bit weird at first but then the sweetness hit me like a truck" He smiled brightly, then noticed the way Eden was drinking his tea. He squinted at Eden, not sure what to make of that. He would have to try that out for himself later when he was given more tea. Brett looked down at his now empty teacup. "I don't know why you guys don't have more of this…" Brett said, now staring at the jar of sugar when his voice trailed off. He looked up at Eden like he was about to do something before snatching it and the spoon that was beside it. He scooped up a spoonful of sugar and shoved it in his mouth. He was no doubt going to have a sugar rush if he ate any more of it, but he wasn't concerned.
Eden’s eyes widened at the other’s sudden motions, and when Brett shoveled sugar into his mouth he squeaked in surprise, causing him to accidentally dislodge his sugar cube and almost choke on it. After a brief coughing fit as he struggled to swallow the cube, he finally managed to get it down. “Oh my god, Brett,” he choked out, his eyes just a little bit watery as he looked over at Brett. “If you wanted something sugary you could have asked, shoveling sugar in your mouth is bad for you,” he managed
Brett peaked over at Eden from the jar that was now close to his face. He had resorted on pouring the sugar in his mouth when he saw that the spoon wasn't enough. "How is somefphthing as goodh as dis bad for me?" He asked as he tried to chew/swallow/whatever the heck the sugar. He seemed to really be enjoying himself. After a while he set down the jar, feeling somewhat ashamed of himself. He had a bright red color to his cheeks as he stared at the jar yearningly. "I-I'm sorry. It looked delicious." He admitted with downcast eyes.
“It’s fine, you didn’t know. But all that sugar is bad for your teeth and your body. You don’t want your teeth to fall out, do you?” Eden said with a small sigh. He reached for the jar with a small frown, realizing he would need to refill it now. “I’ll be right back,” he said before getting up to refill the sugar. But on the way back he remembered the fudge he had in the fridge, and he took a few pieces out before going back to where Brett was sitting. “Here, try this. It tastes better and isn’t as bad for you,” he said, offering a piece of fudge to him once he sat down
Brett's eyes widened and his hands flew up to his mouth, he started to tear up. He really didn't want his teeth to fall out. "But it's so good!" He whined. Brett watched Eden go as he scooped up the jar, then came back with some block shaped snacks. Brett took the treat offered to him and ate it cautiously this time, even though Eden had said that it wasn't bad for him. Soon he started snarfing it down. "You guys have a lot of good stuff. It's no wonder my people loved coming up here" He said as he munched on the cubed snack. Brett wondered if he would never be able to go back to the sea. The idea didn't bother him but it was his home and he was going to miss it.
“Yeah, I don’t think you can do much baking or cooking underwater,” Eden chuckled as he took a small piece of the fudge for himself. He took a bite, eating it rather quickly before grabbing another sugar cube. He placed it between his teeth again, taking a drink of his tea before setting the cube on his napkin. He then took another small piece of fudge, nibbling it while he watched Brett scarf his down. “I have more if you want, though I’ll have to limit you a little after eating all that raw sugar,” he chuckled
Brett blinked a few times then laughed. "Yeah no, we can't really have stuff delivered underwater. Especially not ovens and microwaves." Brett giggled thinking about the electricity frying every animal underwater, even himself. Brett then looked at Eden again and scooted a bit closer to him, then got a bit close and personal, so much to the point where he was inches away from Eden's face. "Why do you do that?" He said, his eyes focusing on Eden's mouth and the cube. Brett subconsciously licked his lips, thinking how sweet the cube would taste. "It looks really elegant" he noted. Then when he was offered more fudge he immediately sprung up. "Would I ever!!" He said in an overly energized voice that almost seemed to squeak at how high pitched it was. Then when he heard that he was going to be limited he deflated, an almost depressing aura around him.
Eden had stiffened ever so slightly when Brett scooted closer, and after a moment he breathed out a soft sigh of relief when Brett was distracted. "Yes, I'm sorry but you can only have this piece and maybe two more in a little bit. We don't want you getting sick from too much sugar, okay?" he said once he had taken the sugar cube out of his mouth. He handed two pieces of fudge to Brett with a small smile, and before he could stop himself he ended up gently patting Brett's head. "There. How about some more tea, hm? This time you can try honey in it, it's still sweet but there's less sugar like that."
Brett gasped, like he was going to have a heart attack, you get it, it was really dramatic. "Awwww fine." He finally gave in when he realized Eden was serious about not giving him anymore sugar. As Brett ate he froze when Eden petted him. He ended up looking over at him and staring at him curiously for a few seconds before digging into his last two pieces of fudge again. He nodded happily, there was a even faint blush on his cheeks as Eden spoke. "I would love tea, but you wanna know what sounds even better? Cuddling!" He said as he threw his arms around Eden and snuggled up to him with a purr. "Has anyone ever told you that you look real cute? I'm happy no one else spotted you at the cafe, we wouldn't have met" he said sadly.
Eden squeaked in surprise when Brett tackled him in a hug, eyes wide as he felt his heart nearly leap out of his chest. In about two seconds flat, his normally pale face was bright red, and he looked down at Brett as if he had suddenly grown two heads. "You think…I'm…cute?" he managed to ask softly, his voice barely above a whisper. His head was honestly swimming now, unable to comprehend the abruptness of what the other had just said. And he wasn't sure why Brett wanted to cuddle with him of all people–he was rather scrawny and bony, and he ran cold due to having to keep his temperature down so his legs didn't malfunction. So how could this adorable, just-rescued siren want anything to do with him other than wanting food and shelter?
Brett was completely relaxed against Eden. He didn't know why, but the guy made him feel secure and then there was something else that he made him feel- he just didn't know what it was yet. Brett looked up at him with a cheeky smirk, his eyes almost seducing the other with it's suggestiveness. Turning Brett into someone completely different- like his usual childishness was replaced with a more mature version of himself. "What?~ Did I stutter? Of course I think you're cute. Probably the most beautiful human being I've ever seen~" Brett smiled, still looking at Eden, like he knew the type of effect he had on the other. He leaned dangerously close to Eden's face, as if meaning to kiss him.
To say that Eden was short circuiting right now was an understatement at best. He blinked owlishly, his smaller frame trembling beneath the other's gaze. He couldn't move, couldn't breathe, couldn't think. Everything was too much and his heart was about to leap out of his chest and he just couldn't stop it. How had he gone from rescuing some kid–from doing his job–to being completely incapacitated by him like this? It just wasn't fair, and he was about to have a damn stroke just sitting here like this waiting for Brett to make a move, because he sure as hell wasn't going to
Brett's smirk only widened when he felt the other freeze. He gently pressed his lips against Eden's. He didn't have the other's consent to do so- he wasn't sure if he should ask now that he had gone this far. Eden surely wasn't doing anything to stop him either so he took his liberties. Brett pushed deeper into the kiss, taking dominance over Eden. His hand rested over Eden's leg. Brett slowly pulled away to see Eden's reaction. "How was that? Too much? Maybe you don't like getting hit on by guys?" Brett tilted his head and gave Eden a sad half smile. There was something broken in his eyes but at the same time it was mixed with lust.
Eden was beet red, frozen the whole time Brett had been kissing him. "I…I think…I'm gonna pass out," he whispered breathily, a stunned, almost stupefied look on his face as he slowly managed to focus his gaze on Brett's face. "You kissed me…No one ever really wants to…to kiss me," he breathed out, leaning back against the couch for support as he struggled to remember how to breathe like this. His support rings were whirring anxiously now, working to try and stabilize his vitals and keep him from crashing or compromising his legs. Not that it mattered anyways, considering his whole body felt like jello now
Brett's confidence wavered as Eden struggled to regain his posture. "Ah! I'm sorry!" His eyes, which had been glowing faintly- now completely stopped glowing. "I didn't mean to- I mean- I did mean to- but not like that- I was going to get permission first but-" Brett stopped trying to explain as he realized that he was making it worse. Brett now looked concerened for Eden. "Are you okay?- what!?" He seemed genuinely surprised. "I thought that girls would be all over you- I mean like you would attract more people…I think you're really nice and cute and you got the looks too so I couldn't help myself…sorry again!" He said flustered, trying to fix what he did.
"I just…the kiss was fine, I just didn't…expect it," Eden admitted with a dazed look on his face, actual steam beginning to slowly drift from the heavy metal boots he was wearing, along with his support rings. "I, um…Girls always think I'm gay, and I never did well trying to date them. And I don't date a lot of guys…I'm really scrawny and people think it's gross I don't have real legs," he tried to explain softly in hopes of helping to put Brett's mind at ease. He was just reeling right now, and he placed a hand over his forehead to try and distract himself a little
Brett smiled, relieved that Eden didn't mind. "Well…I don't know if this helps but I don't think you're gross or anything like that. If anything, I think you're quite charming. I don't think appearance is the only thing I like about you- it's not the only thing you have either. Your personality is worth more in my book" He gave a small encouraging smile to Eden. His eyes were genuine when he said that. "I'm not trying to win you over only because I think you're cute- I-I'm not that type of guy but I do truely think that you're beautiful." There was that faint redness back on his face as he spoke. He wasn't used to being all lovey dovey with another human- not for a very long time anyways. He shyly looked up at Eden again to meet his eyes. He hoped he hadn't ruined things because of his impulse.
Eden's lips twisted all up in the most adorkable smile you could see on one boy, and he curled up a little from where he was laying back on the couch. "You…You mean it? Really?" he asked softly, looking up at Brett with big, almost innocent-looking eyes. For someone who made a living rescuing people from all sorts of dangers, he looked like a shy little kid trying to wrap his mind around his first crush. And he looked absolutely stunning just hiding like he was, all curled on his back, soft lips inviting more kisses from the siren, a sliver of a pale neck begging to be marked showing from where his jacket had been unzipped