forum A magical rp (closed)

Started July 25, 2019 by Deleted user

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(Night :)
Ilya stretched, scratching the back of his neck. "Comfortable and content. Want me to pass you the painkillers?"

Nathaniel nodded and took a few more pills, coughing quietly.

Ilya rubbed his back as he coughed, kissing his forehead with a soft smile. "Is there anything you want to get done today?"

"I dunno… I've heard resting is good for broken bones. In addition to staying hydrated and eating…" He stayed close to Ilya for warmth.

Ilya laughed softly, slinging an arm across his shoulders to hold him close. "Then we'll do that! What do you want for breakfast?"

"Anything is fine… I didn't eat much up in heaven or when I was alone, so I'm not very experienced."

Ilya frowned at that, snapping his fingers lazily at the doorframe. A few seconds later a plate of eggs and bacon came whizzing in, followed by a stack of pancakes and some forks. They hovered at the foot of the bed, bobbing gently up and down. "Well you'll be eating three full meals while you're here, and we'll figure out what you like along the way."

"Er… alright…" Nathaniel moved a bit closer to Ilya when the food suddenly flew in, seemingly startled. His eyes followed the plates' motion as they bobbed in the air.

"It's just a bit of animation magic," Ilya said, pulling the plate of pancakes and a fork forward with a wave of his hand. He offered the fork to Nathaniel. "It won't hurt you."

"It's… it's safe to eat? Are you eating too?" Nathaniel glanced between the plates and Ilya, still seeming a bit nervous about the plates floating.

"It's very safe. I can eat some first if that would make you feel better." Ilya picked up a strip of bacon and ate it, taking a bite of egg and pancake to prove they were safe too. "See? Nothing to worry about."

Nathaniel hesitantly picked up a piece of bacon and leaned back against Ilya, nibbling at it absently.

Ilya smiled brightly, not touching the food now that Nathaniel was eating. "Tell me if you eat something you like so I can keep it in stock."

Nathaniel nodded and put more of the bacon in his mouth. "This one is good I think…" He mumbled, flinching ever so slightly at the sound of the bacon breaking.

"I'll keep it in the house then." Ilya took another strip of bacon, munching on it happily. "Oh, I've been meaning to ask! Do you have any triggers I should watch out for?"

"Triggers? What do you mean?" Nathaniel looked up at Ilya, startling slightly at the sudden cracking of the bacon again.

"Like… that!" Ilya mimicked a flinch, setting down his strip of bacon. "Things that make you flinch or feel bad for no reason or remember bad experiences. Stuff like loud noises or being touched without permission."

"Oh… um… I guess cracking noises startle me sometimes because it reminds me of my wings, things coming up behind me or other people, people making sacrifices of almost any type for my sake… the last one I just feel really bad."

Ilya nodded, smiling softly at him. "Thank you for confiding in me. Um… with the last one, do little things make you feel bad too? Like, if I offered to buy you something, would that make you uncomfortable?"

"A little bit, but I guess I'd get over it… I just feel bad for people having to expend resources for me. Another thing, I don't think I like being picked up without permission because it makes me feel short and weak… obviously if I'm asleep, there's an exception." Nathaniel tried the eggs.

"Okay, I'll definitely keep that in mind." Ilya pulled the plate of pancakes up to Nathaniel. "And, I was wondering if I could buy you some clothes. Your shirt's pretty wrecked and your pants aren't much better."

"Oh, um… s-sure, I guess. If you want…" Nathaniel tentatively took a bite of the pancakes. "I like these ones… uh… whatever they are."

"Good choice!" Ilya flicked his wrist, sending the plate of bacon and eggs back into the kitchen. "Those are pancakes. I can put stuff like blueberries and chocolate chips in them if you want."

"I… I think they're good plain, although I do have a tendency to eat plain things." He picked up the pancake and bit into it.

"If that's what you like, I won't change it." Ilya made a mental note to add pancake mix to the fridge. "Oh! What size are you in clothes?"

Nathaniel shrugged. "A small size, probably. From comparison, I seem to be around the size of young teenage humans. I'm 5'4, if that helps? Giving you my weight wouldn't be beneficial, as my bones are hollow and I weigh far less than humans."

"Adult small then. Maybe an extra small." Ilya pulled away, assessing Nathaniel from an arm's length before nodding. "Is there anything in particular you want?"

"I know nothing about clothes, so… whatever you think is best is probably fine."
(Tfw you want Ilya to misjudge on purpose so Nathaniel has adorably big clothes)

(consider it done. also, I gtg. I'll be back around 9:30)
"Oh, I meant are there any kinds of clothes that you want. Like sweaters or overalls or something." Ilya pulled Nathaniel back into his side.

(Oof alright)
"Again, I have no clue and I'm not particularly picky… as long as it's comfortable and doesn't restrict my wings too much, it should be fine." Nathaniel winced a bit when Ilya grabbed him, but soon relaxed.