Nerve.

Even over the turbulence, Jericho could hear he was having some fun. With flying came all the perks of it- Jericho was resistant to air pressure, wind, and high speeds. He would take it easy though in order to preserve his precious cargo, that being his boyfriend.

"Glad I could impress you. It's not often I can take people up here." With that, he followed Cairo's gaze to the city below. The city looked lovely in the delicate haze from the dissociating fog. The sun began to peak out from clouds above, warming Jericho a bit in contrast to the cold from before. "Okay, good. You're safe with me anyhow. Don't want to make you sick after all." He assured with a small kiss to his cheek as he flew onwards. His wings carried them closer to the school, past the skyline, and over some fields. For the most part, Jericho was quiet. He knew that Cairo didn't have the chance to see this everyday, so he wanted him to enjoy himself.

Once the school was near, Jericho looked behind him at the face of his new lover. "We're getting close. This part might get a little rocky..." There was a bit of a wavering in his voice. He saw from his dorm that his large window was open. He kept it usually like that so that he could land right in. He had gotten good at this maneuver himself, but with another person? This would be an experience.

He breathed in deeply. Adjusting a bit to start descending at a diving rate. Not too fast, but moments later he was right where he needed to be. Tucking in his wings and holding onto Cairo tighter, he landed through his window, with relative success. He stumbled a bit, but ultimately safety landed both of them. He set Cairo down and gently lay his guitar against the wall. His dorm was moderately sized, with all the common amenities. It was a bit messy, but nothing gross. "Sorry for the mess. Didn't think I'd be having people over." He said, especially considering his laziness in the past week. But, that was over and he was ready to get his life back together. "So... anything you wanted in mind..? I have some movies, video games, et cetera... unless you were thinking something else."​

Jericho chuckled, unable to hide the soft splash of red appearing on his face. "And that’s only part of what I can do in the air. Baby steps though, right? I figure I got some time to show you a few tricks I got up my sleeve." He stated in a hopeful yet appreciative tone. If they were boyfriends, he figured he could show him what made himself unique. At least, that’s the way he felt about himself. Not many people could say that they were dating half-angels, right?

While Cairo pondered the situation, Jericho approached the TV. "Damn. You really are a match for me. How’d you know that that’s one of my favorite things to do?" He asked with a gentle laugh when Cairo suggested they’d watch a movie and spectate. He leaned down, sifting over some DVDs. "I have a whole bunch of stuff. A lot of 80’s/90’s stuff and shitty horror movies." He looked back to him. "And I have Netflix. Anything you in the mood for?"
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"You know," Jericho began in a retort, following Cairo’s statement. "Don’t think I didn’t see that little stunt you pulled back at the bar. I’m sure that’s only part of what you can do." He shrugged though, going back to sifting through the movies. He still spoke with his end turned, partially to hide the fact that he really was turning red at this point. The compliments and affection he was receiving almost overwhelmed his already fluttering heart. He did manage to mutter out something after his request, nodding firmly. "You got it. I think I know the perfect one."

He picked up a blu ray, before turning slightly to face him to show it off. "Sharknado. A real modern classic." He stated almost seriously, though just by the cover art it was obviously a shit show. Still, he figured he’d get a kick out of it if he hadn’t seen it already. Besides, he highly doubted his focus would entirely be what’s on the screen…

He popped it in, pressed play, and sat down next to his new partner. As the opening credits rolled, he was already snuggled up next to him. Well, the best he could with his wings slightly in the way. He leaned his head on his shoulder, taking a deep sigh.

"You know, I didn’t think today would turn out like this. But… I can’t really complain about anything now." He turned slightly to faintly plant a kiss on his shoulder. "Not with you beside me."
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The little space they created was something Jericho didn't want to leave. The window was still open from his landing, and the chilly autumn breeze ebbed in on occasion, just enough to shift the curtains. The closeness of the new pair was the only thing that kept the cold away. Their shared heat almost made Jericho flush again, if it hadn't been for his insistence to not look pink this entire 'date'.
At this point, the atrocious movie they were watching almost drowned itself out as white noise while Jericho found it difficult to focus on anything or anyone else. Cairo had his full attention. The flurry of today's events easing from a nightmare to a dream almost felt literally so. That was why he was committing everything to memory- the inky blackness of his hair, the flawlessness of his complexion, the warmth of his eyes- so that in case he woke up, the memory would still be there. Still, he had to stop himself from staring. Almost instinctively he turned back to the TV, his eyes focusing on something far off while he nervously chuckled.

"Oh yeah. It's so bad it's good. Like I said, a classic B movie in the making." He looked back to Cairo, his grey-green eyes soft. "I was worried my movie taste would drive you off but... glad we can have some level ground on at least something." That last sentence trailed off a bit, as Jericho went back to his thoughts. Sure, the passion and allure was there, but what else could he find irresistible about Cairo?

He had a bit of an idea.

"Hey." He called out softly, before lifting the remote to pause the television set. The movie froze on a frame of a shark getting cut in half by a chainsaw. "I don't really know much about you. I know that you like... god awful movies like I do, but you're still a puzzle I'm trying to solve. So.."

"Let's do like, the question game. We'll take turns asking each other different stuff. Until I inevitably pass out at least, I'm pretty tired from today." He offered, though immediately retreated a bit to explain his intentions. "If you're cool with that, that is. I just thought it would be nice to surprise you with something you like out of the blue, you know?"​

Jericho gave a light chuckle at Cairo’s joke, given that he was weak for puns. He would have retorted back that he only dated A’s or better, but he didn’t want to make Cairo groan. Besides, they were about to play a very serious game, or at least it was in his head. Jericho wanted to answer truthfully, no matter what he got.

Of course, the first question seemed to be one of the most crucial he’s ever been asked.

Jericho looked immediately as though he was deep in thought. Pizza was a subject that was near and dear to his heart, so he had to think this one through. "Shit… Right out the bat with the tough ones." He smirked, which broadened at the false threat Cairo had given. "No pressure then. Don’t worry, I’m not one of those people anchovy lovers or anything. Ick."

"I mean, I get weird tastes from time to time, but that’s usually when I’m drunk or have the munchies or some shit." He said while rubbing his hand through his hair. "I usually get meat lovers. If there’s anything I love, it’s my meat." He sneered, stopping himself from acting like a middle schooler in front of his new boyfriend. "What about you? All pizza for the most part is good pizza. So there’s no wrong answers to this one."

"Oh and… Hm… How’d you find out about the island? Did you get a letter too?"
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