Sighing softly, he shook his head with a little smile. "I promise, it's really no big deal. I'm alright, I didn't die without you." Phoenix told her, pausing for a moment. "Unless I did- this is reality, right?" He asked in mock panic, pulling up a light smirk.
"Yes this is reality," Cicada responded laughing a little at his little joke. She really was glad that he wasn't mad at her, again. She smiled again, "Unless we're both dead and now we're in hell."
"This is too peaceful, to be hell. Either we're in heaven, or reality." Phoenix hummed, leaning back and glancing up at the sky. "But I'm going with the latter of the two. Just personal opinion."
"Yeah," Cicada looked at the sky. She had a little smirk on and looked over at Phoenix, "Because it's definitely not heaven. I've done too much bad shit to go to heaven."
"I dunno. Even with everything on your back, I'd say you're pretty enough to be an angle." Phoenix said without thinking, not even processing his words. Even now, he just sat there with a soft look on his face.
Cicada blushed processing his words. Her mind was on one level and her mouth on another as she cooed a little, "Aww you think I'm pretty enough to be an angel."
With her saying it, he couldn't help but feel his face burn with a red flush. "I- did… did I say that out loud?" Phoenix asked weakly, glancing over to her with wider eyes. "I… I'm sorry- I just wasn't thinking…"
Cicada laughed, giggled, a little and she covered her mouth to stop the sound. She had a smile on as she gave him a little nod, "Yeah, you said that out loud. It's fine. People can call other people pretty, girls do it to each other all the time."
"Yeah, but I'm not a girl. I just- I didn't want to make things awkward. Look how that's turning out." Phoenix said with a light sigh, keeping a soft smile on. His face was still burning red, and quite warm to the touch. He couldn't really do much to stop it though.
"I don't think it's that awkward," Cicada responded looked at him. She was ignoring her own blushing face and noticed just how red his face was, "I mean, um, you're pretty as well. There less awkward."
Unable to keep from laughing, he felt his smile grow on his face. "Aww, thanks. But I mean, I'm surprised it took you this long to notice. I'm gorgeous." Phoenix sassed, snapping his fingers a bit on the last syllable.
Cicada laughed with him and smiled over at him. She sat up a little straighter, "Well I'm surprised you finally noticed my beauty as well. It took you a week. A week to finally notice my beauty."
His laughing slowly faded, but his smile stayed up. "I mean, I did notice. I just hadn't said anything… I guess." Phoenix said softly, shrugging just a little bit. "I dunno, I'm not usually the one to speak my thoughts. I typically keep them to myself."
"I get that," Cicada relaxed and her smile turned soft as she looked over at him. She let out a little sigh, "I really get that. It's fine you didn't say anything until now."
"I still feel bad." Phoenix sighed, feeling the rest of his energy starting to slip away. He just wanted to lay his head down and fall asleep. "I should have said something sooner. Even if it's silly."
"No, really, you're fine," Cicada smiled watching him start to slack a little bit. Her face turned to a concerned look as she kept looking at him, "Hey, are you okay right now?"
With a half numb smile, he nodded a little. "Yeah, just got hit by a wave of tiredness. I'm slowly falling asleep, while we sit here." Phoenix joked, rubbing his face with his hand. "But for real, I'm just tired. Nothing to worry about."
Cicada smiled again as she gave a little nod. She let out a little laugh and joked a bit, "Okay I won't worry about it. Buuut, is talking to me really that boring?"
"What? No, of course not." Phoenix replied quickly, pausing as he dropped his shoulders. "I mean, no it's not boring. I just had a decently long day, so I'm tired from that."
"I'm joking with you Phe," Cicada let out a little laugh as she looked over at him. She gently pushed his shoulder, "I know it's been a long day. We're college students remember?"
"Mm… yeah. We're suppose to be "adults" now." Phoenix mumbled with a sigh, putting airquotes when he said adults. He personally felt he was far from being an actual adult, so thinking he was only two years away from getting out of college…. that was unsettling. "So like, that doesn't help the case. We run on coffee, and possibly pure spite."
"Coffee and Redbull," Cicada corrected him a little as she let out another laugh. She hummed a little as she remembered how she could now legally drink, damn, "And maybe alcohol as well. But yeah, we're adults now and that sucks a little."
"I really hate that thought…" Phoenix mumbled once more, sucking in a deep breath. "But I think the Redbull is more of high-school thing. I was an idiot once, and mixed the two together. I didn't sleep later that night… I almost did it again."
"High school and desperate college students," Cicada commented to the Redbull bit. She let out a little laugh at his story, "Honestly, I'm surprised you tried that? Did you need to be awake for a test or something?"
"Well… kind of. I had a 500 words essay, that I had forgot about until nine-thirty at night, the night it was due. Thanks to the other essays, and everything else put on me, I had to research and write it all in three and a half hours." Phoenix laughed lightly, biting on his lower lip.
Cicada laughed again looking at him with a bright smile. She nodded a little, "Oh I get that. At least you got it done, and 500 words isn't that bad is it? Did you do well on it anyways?"
"I think so… I think I got an A-. Not my best work, but pretty darn good for three hours." Phoenix laughed, starting to stand up from his seat. "You wanna go grab coffee? All this talk about it, is giving me a craving."
"Definitely," Cicada responded standing up from her seat. She was glad that they were back to being how they were before the whole, she avoided him thing, "I mean three hours isn't a whole lot of time, but if it was me I probably would have gotten a C or something on that."
Phoenix chuckled lightly, holding a hand out to her. "I think my teacher was more amused than anything. Remember, this was me high on caffeine. It was probably like me writing something at four am, when I was tired. With better grammar."
Cicada took his hand with a light smile. She moved closer to him, "Oh that makes sense. A funny essay always tends to score better than other essays, if your teachers have a good sense of humor. Anyway, where do you want to get coffee?"