Shedding; that was probably the single most awful thing Ettein could think to happen after that night. He had been anticipating it for a few days beforehand but didn’t expect it to happen this early. Shifting so many times in one setting just to show off earlier on last week probably helped to speed things up though. He knew it was only natural and it was something he had learned to deal with as a child but the experience didn’t make it any less nerve wracking and so he had a tendency to hide around this time. Usually this was no problem as the school was pretty forgiving when it came to things like this that certain creatures couldn’t help and so he typically hid in his room for a week or so. He had a roommate now though and he had been dreading this. For Ettein, it was not only an uncomfortable and nerve-wracking experience but embarrassing as well so he was hesitant to even tell Jericho about it. After having talked to him and gotten to know him a bit though he had ruled it out that it’d probably be better to at least let him know he wouldn’t see him for a while. What he didn’t expect though, was for his eyes to start clouding on the way back to their dorm that night and for the process to start so suddenly. Already having been both scared out of his wits and embarrassed that night, he didn’t trust himself around Jericho and was too unsure and nervous to talk to him about it. So, when they headed back to their room and after Jericho fell asleep, Ettein shifted into his full snake form and retreated under his bed. He was afraid of possibly lashing out at Jericho and biting him considering he admittedly did become uncharacteristicly aggressive around this time. So, even though he was finished shedding by now, he was currently coiled up in the corner under his bed and sleeping soundly where he planned to stay until he felt safe enough to emerge later that night or maybe even the next day.
That Time Of The Year
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<div align=center>"Ettein, are you in here?"
Following quietly opening the door to their dorm, Jericho closed it behind him and tossed his bookbag to the ground beside him. In silence he threw off his jacket and looked around, as if to try to pick up any sort of sound. But all he heard was silence.
"'Course you're not."
With a sigh he approached his bed, plopping down on it with defeat. The thoughts of school drifted away from him as his concentration went elsewhere. It had been a week today since the time he saw his roommate last. Ever since they explored that damned theater together they've become slightly distant due to the outcome of said event. But even he didn't predict that Ettein would outright abandon him after what happened without a single word of warning or goodbye. He would rather take a slap to the face and an 'f you' over being downright left by himself. And he couldn't help but to believe it was solely his fault that he was gone.
The nephilim's wings drooped a bit as he sat back up, leaning against his head board. He kept tracing his thoughts over his disappearance and how exactly it happened. One minute they were saying goodnight to each other, the next he was gone. He couldn't have gotten hurt or kidnapped, did he? Oh god, he hoped not. But that didn't seem logical in the slightest, as whatever had probably taken him would have been met with a venomous demise. So that was ruled out quickly.
Still since he believed that his own actions were the cause of his departure an overwhelming amount of guilt took over him. He really liked this guy- in more ways than one. But it seemed to him that they weren't even friends enough to keep around. With a grown Jericho ran his hands through his hair and towards his face before casting his arms uselessly to his side. "You blew it Jericho. You fucking blew it." He grumbled to himself before turning towards his guitar. He shrugged before grabbing it, figuring he could at least try to pass the time and get his mind off of seemingly losing the only good friend he had. He sighed at he adjusted it and himself to get into a playing position, taking a pick out of his pocket to start strumming. Usually he liked just using his fingers, but the sound of the pick worked good for him to get a certain sound. He cleared his throat, beginning to listlessly sing without much attachment, though the melancholy of his voice only made it mellowly serene.
"All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin' the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is-"
In the middle of his song, the pick flew from his hand as a result of not paying attention. "Shit." With a mumble to himself he rolled off the bed to follow where it went. He saw it slide under his roommates', which was untouched since his mysterious leaving. Without so much care Jericho reached under the bed, blindly trying to search for it using a pat down. Would he run into anything unwanted? Probably not. Not like he cared, anyway.</div>
Following quietly opening the door to their dorm, Jericho closed it behind him and tossed his bookbag to the ground beside him. In silence he threw off his jacket and looked around, as if to try to pick up any sort of sound. But all he heard was silence.
"'Course you're not."
With a sigh he approached his bed, plopping down on it with defeat. The thoughts of school drifted away from him as his concentration went elsewhere. It had been a week today since the time he saw his roommate last. Ever since they explored that damned theater together they've become slightly distant due to the outcome of said event. But even he didn't predict that Ettein would outright abandon him after what happened without a single word of warning or goodbye. He would rather take a slap to the face and an 'f you' over being downright left by himself. And he couldn't help but to believe it was solely his fault that he was gone.
The nephilim's wings drooped a bit as he sat back up, leaning against his head board. He kept tracing his thoughts over his disappearance and how exactly it happened. One minute they were saying goodnight to each other, the next he was gone. He couldn't have gotten hurt or kidnapped, did he? Oh god, he hoped not. But that didn't seem logical in the slightest, as whatever had probably taken him would have been met with a venomous demise. So that was ruled out quickly.
Still since he believed that his own actions were the cause of his departure an overwhelming amount of guilt took over him. He really liked this guy- in more ways than one. But it seemed to him that they weren't even friends enough to keep around. With a grown Jericho ran his hands through his hair and towards his face before casting his arms uselessly to his side. "You blew it Jericho. You fucking blew it." He grumbled to himself before turning towards his guitar. He shrugged before grabbing it, figuring he could at least try to pass the time and get his mind off of seemingly losing the only good friend he had. He sighed at he adjusted it and himself to get into a playing position, taking a pick out of his pocket to start strumming. Usually he liked just using his fingers, but the sound of the pick worked good for him to get a certain sound. He cleared his throat, beginning to listlessly sing without much attachment, though the melancholy of his voice only made it mellowly serene.
"All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin' the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is-"
In the middle of his song, the pick flew from his hand as a result of not paying attention. "Shit." With a mumble to himself he rolled off the bed to follow where it went. He saw it slide under his roommates', which was untouched since his mysterious leaving. Without so much care Jericho reached under the bed, blindly trying to search for it using a pat down. Would he run into anything unwanted? Probably not. Not like he cared, anyway.</div>
Being soundly asleep, Ettein didn’t hear the door open or Jericho coming into the room. However, he was partly awoken by the sound of a voice but didn’t catch whose it was or what was said and was too sleepy to really care. By the time Jericho began singing, he was fast falling asleep once more, being further coaxed into that sleepy and calm state by the tone of the singing. Subconsciously, he recognized the voice; soothing and beautiful but wasn’t aware enough for it to really click. Moments later though, after he had lost complete consciousness once more, he was being startled awake at the feel of something brushing up against him. Hazy minded and having already forgotten the voice and the singing, his instincts took over and his fight or flight mode kicked in. He came darting out from under the bed in a hasty attempt to flee from whatever it was. In no time he was on the other side of the room and coiling up into a ball with his head hidden under his tail. Breathing rather heavily for such a small creature, and frightened, he didn’t take the time to try and rule out what was going on by tapping into his human intellect rather than snake instinct and was automatically on the defensive.
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<div align=center>Just as he began to feel around under the bed, his hand touched something not at all like the plastic pick he was looking for. That slick, scaly texture only reminiscent of some sort of reptile instantly triggered a mortified reaction, basic primal fear replacing rational thought. He yelped as he instinctively leaped back, knocking his head hard against the bed as he did so. Before he had a chance to rub it and mutter curses under his breath all he saw was a streak of black-on-white to give him a single reaction-
"S-SNAKE!" He almost screamed like a girl as he wasn't quite expecting one to show up in his room, let alone touch it. Now, he didn't distinctly have a fear of snakes, and as he said before he thought they were pretty cool. But when something as shocking as that occurs the fragile human response was for him to panic. Especially now that he knew it was, to him at least, friggin huge. From across the room he looked to the snake, shaking like a leaf as shown in his vibrating feathers. He was too lost in whatever kind of sissy phobia he was facing at the moment to realize that the snake's color scheme looked awfully familiar...
From hitting his head before the lamp on the bedside table fell off, which served as a weapon for the Nephilim. He held the lamp, still plugged in, close to his chest as he breathed heavily. "D-don't attack me! I'm not afraid to use this thing!" Yes, because it could totally understand him. The snake was faster than he was, so it was imperative that he at least attempted something to ward it off. To add an extra amount of 'protection', the alarm clock that too fell off of his dresser became a projectile. But lo and behold, Jericho was too panicked to creative the proper trajectory and managed to smash the thing against the wall beside the snake, missing by a few inches. Still, he was trying to ward off the poor thing, and if he wasn't scared out of his wits he would have remarked on how cute it actually was. But no, it would take a good few seconds for him to see it wasn't a threat.
"Don't kill me..." </div>
"S-SNAKE!" He almost screamed like a girl as he wasn't quite expecting one to show up in his room, let alone touch it. Now, he didn't distinctly have a fear of snakes, and as he said before he thought they were pretty cool. But when something as shocking as that occurs the fragile human response was for him to panic. Especially now that he knew it was, to him at least, friggin huge. From across the room he looked to the snake, shaking like a leaf as shown in his vibrating feathers. He was too lost in whatever kind of sissy phobia he was facing at the moment to realize that the snake's color scheme looked awfully familiar...
From hitting his head before the lamp on the bedside table fell off, which served as a weapon for the Nephilim. He held the lamp, still plugged in, close to his chest as he breathed heavily. "D-don't attack me! I'm not afraid to use this thing!" Yes, because it could totally understand him. The snake was faster than he was, so it was imperative that he at least attempted something to ward it off. To add an extra amount of 'protection', the alarm clock that too fell off of his dresser became a projectile. But lo and behold, Jericho was too panicked to creative the proper trajectory and managed to smash the thing against the wall beside the snake, missing by a few inches. Still, he was trying to ward off the poor thing, and if he wasn't scared out of his wits he would have remarked on how cute it actually was. But no, it would take a good few seconds for him to see it wasn't a threat.
"Don't kill me..." </div>
If he were in his human form he would have jumped or even let out an embarrassing squeak of surprise but he wasn't in human form and all he could manage at the moment was frightfully scurrying to the nearest corner and practically cowering in it. That alarm clock almost hit him! Being this small, a hit like that could do a lot more damage than in human form. Now thinking more like a human and less like a defensive snake, it as all starting to make sense. Who else would have come into him room other than the only other person who has a key to it; his roommate. Who was currently trying to kill him!Well maybe he wasn't actually trying to kill him but it sure as heck seemed like it from his position. He had an alarm clock thrown at him and now he was threatening to throw a lamp at him.
Shifting to his human form would easily solve the problem but he'd wind up embarrassed as shifting back he wouldn't have any clothes on. Maybe he could hightail it to the bathroom and shift in there...but if he tried, he could possibly throw that lamp at him and if he didn't miss this time...that could possibly do permanent damage or kill him even. Embarrassment or possibly die trying to avoid embarrassment? Oh he was going to regret this. In a matter a moments the small snake on the floor seemingly disappeared, only to be replaced by a very pale and very nude Asian boy....that is, if one didn't look close enough.
"Uhm...can-can I have some clothes?" He asked meekly, trying his best to keep himself covered while giving his roommate a rather embarrassed smile before dropping his gaze to the floor. He was NOT moving an inch from this spot. This was even worse than shedding; sitting in the corner of his dorm room and completely nude in front of his roommate and only friend. If disappearing for a week without saying anything wasn't enough to put a good dent in their friendship, then this would do just that. Or so he thought. Ok...humiliating embarrassment over possibly being squished by a flying lamp....this was the better option. That's at least what he was telling himself but he was quickly beginning to think maybe being squashed by a lamp wouldn't be so bad.
Shifting to his human form would easily solve the problem but he'd wind up embarrassed as shifting back he wouldn't have any clothes on. Maybe he could hightail it to the bathroom and shift in there...but if he tried, he could possibly throw that lamp at him and if he didn't miss this time...that could possibly do permanent damage or kill him even. Embarrassment or possibly die trying to avoid embarrassment? Oh he was going to regret this. In a matter a moments the small snake on the floor seemingly disappeared, only to be replaced by a very pale and very nude Asian boy....that is, if one didn't look close enough.
"Uhm...can-can I have some clothes?" He asked meekly, trying his best to keep himself covered while giving his roommate a rather embarrassed smile before dropping his gaze to the floor. He was NOT moving an inch from this spot. This was even worse than shedding; sitting in the corner of his dorm room and completely nude in front of his roommate and only friend. If disappearing for a week without saying anything wasn't enough to put a good dent in their friendship, then this would do just that. Or so he thought. Ok...humiliating embarrassment over possibly being squished by a flying lamp....this was the better option. That's at least what he was telling himself but he was quickly beginning to think maybe being squashed by a lamp wouldn't be so bad.
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<div align=center>When the snake began to slither around again, Jericho jumped and further pushed himself away, raising his arms over his head to almost chuck the lamp. But as he did so, the snake began to change. He lowered his arms as he tilted his head in confusion, though quickly confusion turned into bafflement. And he didn't even notice he was naked at first, either.
So as it turned out the snake was not some vicious creature but his gentle roommate. Who had been gone for way too long without a single word. Had he been under the bed the whole time? Jericho's eyes went blank, not particularly staring at anything or anyone as he tried to figure out just what the hell was happening. "I-... Y-You...Snake... Um... What?" He wasn't even forming words at this point. There was just too much going on and none of it he could handle at once. But as he began to wrap his mind around these things, including remembering that Ettein could shift into a snake. That's when he realized the now rather than what had happened.
"Huh?" He asked after his request, then looked at him only for his face to flush a bright red. "Christ!" He quickly shielded his eyes before blindly looking around the dorm for something to give him. He grabbed what was in arms reach at the side table, which was a bundle of basic clothes. But, to make matters even worse, they were Jericho's. But he was a bit too flustered to even check. At least it was just a t shirt and sweatpants. Not like he really cared anyway. He tossed them behind towards Ettein, this time more gentle than he had with the now decimated alarm clock. Jericho then sighed.
"Sorry for, y'know, almost killing you. I didn't know it was you, I-" He stopped himself before folding his arms, his wings drooping down once more. "You probably hate me even more now, huh?" He still wasn't facing him, as to give the boy privacy. "I'm really sorry... You're not hurt, are you?"</div>
So as it turned out the snake was not some vicious creature but his gentle roommate. Who had been gone for way too long without a single word. Had he been under the bed the whole time? Jericho's eyes went blank, not particularly staring at anything or anyone as he tried to figure out just what the hell was happening. "I-... Y-You...Snake... Um... What?" He wasn't even forming words at this point. There was just too much going on and none of it he could handle at once. But as he began to wrap his mind around these things, including remembering that Ettein could shift into a snake. That's when he realized the now rather than what had happened.
"Huh?" He asked after his request, then looked at him only for his face to flush a bright red. "Christ!" He quickly shielded his eyes before blindly looking around the dorm for something to give him. He grabbed what was in arms reach at the side table, which was a bundle of basic clothes. But, to make matters even worse, they were Jericho's. But he was a bit too flustered to even check. At least it was just a t shirt and sweatpants. Not like he really cared anyway. He tossed them behind towards Ettein, this time more gentle than he had with the now decimated alarm clock. Jericho then sighed.
"Sorry for, y'know, almost killing you. I didn't know it was you, I-" He stopped himself before folding his arms, his wings drooping down once more. "You probably hate me even more now, huh?" He still wasn't facing him, as to give the boy privacy. "I'm really sorry... You're not hurt, are you?"</div>
Grateful for the clothing, Ettein didn't question the fact that they were Jericho's and instead took the opening he had while Jericho had his back turned and stood up. Being picky about clothing however, he took a moment to check them over and feel the fabric as anything 'scratchy' would irritate his sensitive new layer of skin. Though they were simple, they were soft....and they smelled nice and that realization made him blush but he tried to shake it off and instead put his attention on actually dressing.
"Uhm thanks...for the clothes." He said in a quiet voice, feeling the fabric of the shirt between his fingers with a small smile on his face that he didn't realize was there. They actually felt rather nice against his skin which was admittedly a lot nicer looking now then the past few weeks. Feeling much better now, he had nearly forgotten his recent embarrassment and the fact that Jericho was still standing with his back to him and not to mention the questions he had just asked. "Oh uhm...you can turn around now." He said, a light blush coloring his cheeks as he realized he was still rubbing a bit of the bottom of the shirt between his fingers and letting it go. They were a bit big on him but he didn't mind; they were comfy and...and they smelled like Jericho and that scent, he was starting to realize, wasn't bad at all.
"I'm fine and you don't have to apologize;I don't blame you. Anyone would have reacted similarly." He said, running a hand through his hair and trying to straighten it out a bit as it was probably a little messy. "I thought you weren't afraid of snakes though." His smile became a little playful as he tried to deter from the awkwardness of the situation.
"...I don't uhm...I don't hate you." He said after a long pause, seriousness replacing his momentary teasing tone. On the contrary, he rather liked Jericho. "I'm sorry for disappearing suddenly." He apologized, now feeling bad for probably seemingly like he was simply avoiding him. "I was meaning to say something but...but I didn't expect it to start so soon and...it's embarrassing and-"He cut himself off, shifting a bit uncomfortably and without knowing it, going back to toying with the bottom of the shirt in a nervous manner.
"Uhm thanks...for the clothes." He said in a quiet voice, feeling the fabric of the shirt between his fingers with a small smile on his face that he didn't realize was there. They actually felt rather nice against his skin which was admittedly a lot nicer looking now then the past few weeks. Feeling much better now, he had nearly forgotten his recent embarrassment and the fact that Jericho was still standing with his back to him and not to mention the questions he had just asked. "Oh uhm...you can turn around now." He said, a light blush coloring his cheeks as he realized he was still rubbing a bit of the bottom of the shirt between his fingers and letting it go. They were a bit big on him but he didn't mind; they were comfy and...and they smelled like Jericho and that scent, he was starting to realize, wasn't bad at all.
"I'm fine and you don't have to apologize;I don't blame you. Anyone would have reacted similarly." He said, running a hand through his hair and trying to straighten it out a bit as it was probably a little messy. "I thought you weren't afraid of snakes though." His smile became a little playful as he tried to deter from the awkwardness of the situation.
"...I don't uhm...I don't hate you." He said after a long pause, seriousness replacing his momentary teasing tone. On the contrary, he rather liked Jericho. "I'm sorry for disappearing suddenly." He apologized, now feeling bad for probably seemingly like he was simply avoiding him. "I was meaning to say something but...but I didn't expect it to start so soon and...it's embarrassing and-"He cut himself off, shifting a bit uncomfortably and without knowing it, going back to toying with the bottom of the shirt in a nervous manner.
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<div align=center>As Ettein dressed in his clothes, Jericho still stood with his back against him. In guilt his eyes were towards the ground as his insides welled up with a sort of shame. He should have known it was him, and on any case shouldn't have tried to hurt an innocent creature even if it did sneak up on him. Though to be fair he was the one who disturbed his sleep... Gah, could he do anything right?
"No prob." He responded to his gratitude, not realizing that he probably threw his clothes to him. But again he didn't really mind. Plus they were some of his comfiest, and it was the least he could give him. They did probably smell like him, he thought, which was a mixture of some sort of cologne and something woodsy. He hoped he didn't mind. When given the okay, he turned back around to look at him. For some reason, he looked... Different. But he couldn't say just how, and he didn't want to awkwardly compliment him after being on such a hiatus.
Upon him saying he didn't have to apologize, he tried to crack a smile. "I'm honestly surprised by just how cool you are with everything. I probably would have flipped if it were me." Being nearly killed by someone because they were being a wuss? He probably wouldn't have justified that. "But thanks for your forgiveness." He mumbled genuinely, sitting down on the bed beside him. Upon the comment about him being a snake he laughed a bit before rubbing the back of his head. "I'm not scared of them, I just wasn't expecting it. Besides, if I had known it was you I would have thought it was kinda cool." He shrugged.
He had gotten a bit more serious as Ettein relieved him of his fears. Still there was that sense of anxiety that he had gotten from his absence, and he could have sworn it was his fault. He still couldn't quite let go of that. He looked back down, grey-green eyes focusing on the lamp that was still on the ground. "It's fine, I was just... Worried." And worried was putting it lightly. He wanted to ask him everything, like what he was doing when he was gone, why exactly he was a snake, and what he was going under his bed... For a week. But that would be for later, especially considering he was beginning to explain himself. Jericho looked up, a puzzled look on his face. "What do you mean?" He asked in a small voice, tucking his knees to his chest. "You can tell me. I won't judge." After all, he still was concerned. He would rather know something embarrassing than go into the blind. </div>
"No prob." He responded to his gratitude, not realizing that he probably threw his clothes to him. But again he didn't really mind. Plus they were some of his comfiest, and it was the least he could give him. They did probably smell like him, he thought, which was a mixture of some sort of cologne and something woodsy. He hoped he didn't mind. When given the okay, he turned back around to look at him. For some reason, he looked... Different. But he couldn't say just how, and he didn't want to awkwardly compliment him after being on such a hiatus.
Upon him saying he didn't have to apologize, he tried to crack a smile. "I'm honestly surprised by just how cool you are with everything. I probably would have flipped if it were me." Being nearly killed by someone because they were being a wuss? He probably wouldn't have justified that. "But thanks for your forgiveness." He mumbled genuinely, sitting down on the bed beside him. Upon the comment about him being a snake he laughed a bit before rubbing the back of his head. "I'm not scared of them, I just wasn't expecting it. Besides, if I had known it was you I would have thought it was kinda cool." He shrugged.
He had gotten a bit more serious as Ettein relieved him of his fears. Still there was that sense of anxiety that he had gotten from his absence, and he could have sworn it was his fault. He still couldn't quite let go of that. He looked back down, grey-green eyes focusing on the lamp that was still on the ground. "It's fine, I was just... Worried." And worried was putting it lightly. He wanted to ask him everything, like what he was doing when he was gone, why exactly he was a snake, and what he was going under his bed... For a week. But that would be for later, especially considering he was beginning to explain himself. Jericho looked up, a puzzled look on his face. "What do you mean?" He asked in a small voice, tucking his knees to his chest. "You can tell me. I won't judge." After all, he still was concerned. He would rather know something embarrassing than go into the blind. </div>
"Like I said, I can't really blame you. It was mostly my fault anyhow." He insisted, not wanting Jericho to blame himself for Ettein's own stupidity. "I should have said something, I'm sorry for freaking you out." He apologized again, taking a seat on the edge of the same bed Jericho took a spot on.
"I was going to...really but well, it's embarrassing and it's gross." He fidgeted in his spot, glancing over toward Jericho before returning his gaze to his hands which were resting in his lap. "...It makes me nervous too." He admitted, falling silent for a moment only to let out a yawn, covering his mouth as he did. He was still relatively sleepy after having been woken up so suddenly but he wasn't about to fall asleep again.
"...Uhm..."He started again. "Snakes shed their skin right?" He looked back over at Jericho. "Well I do too...not as much as a snake; only once or twice a year." He explained. "But its....its stressful and I shift because it's easier and quicker" He paused again. "But when I do it's easier for my instincts to win over and...I didn't want to wind up lashing out or something." He bite at his lip in thought for a moment before continuing.
"By the time we got back the other night, it was already starting to get hard to see and I didn't have a chance to say anything about it. I was too embarrassed to, but I should of and I didn't and I only wound up making you think I hate you and I probably really messed things up and..." He went on rambling about how he was sorry for making him worry to even more of how he didn't want to accidentally hurt Jericho to the that he's never had a roommate before and wasn't sure what to do to all sorts of self conscious worries. There was even an admittance to liking Jericho more than a friend and not wanting to scare him off and being afraid that he had, somewhere in there as well.
"I was going to...really but well, it's embarrassing and it's gross." He fidgeted in his spot, glancing over toward Jericho before returning his gaze to his hands which were resting in his lap. "...It makes me nervous too." He admitted, falling silent for a moment only to let out a yawn, covering his mouth as he did. He was still relatively sleepy after having been woken up so suddenly but he wasn't about to fall asleep again.
"...Uhm..."He started again. "Snakes shed their skin right?" He looked back over at Jericho. "Well I do too...not as much as a snake; only once or twice a year." He explained. "But its....its stressful and I shift because it's easier and quicker" He paused again. "But when I do it's easier for my instincts to win over and...I didn't want to wind up lashing out or something." He bite at his lip in thought for a moment before continuing.
"By the time we got back the other night, it was already starting to get hard to see and I didn't have a chance to say anything about it. I was too embarrassed to, but I should of and I didn't and I only wound up making you think I hate you and I probably really messed things up and..." He went on rambling about how he was sorry for making him worry to even more of how he didn't want to accidentally hurt Jericho to the that he's never had a roommate before and wasn't sure what to do to all sorts of self conscious worries. There was even an admittance to liking Jericho more than a friend and not wanting to scare him off and being afraid that he had, somewhere in there as well.
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<div align=center>Though Jericho had personally taken the blame for everything, it seemed like Ettein placed it on him. Now that Jericho realized it he had gotten a little carried away in fear and probably scared Ettein more than himself. Some friend he was. He sighed, running a hand through his hair before moving over to allow Ettein to side beside him. "It's okay, really. It must be scary being little while I'm a practical giant." The snake was at ground level and he was a little over six feet in the air. No wonder why he was scared at the time. But there was no use in going back and forth with the blame. But he still held it against himself that he almost hurt him.
But it seemed like there was a perfectly logical explanation as to what was going on. He physically showed his concerned interest in relaxing a bit to show Ettein that he was all ears and wouldn't mock him. Well, the truth came out soon enough to reveal that Ettein was in hiding for such a long time for shedding... That was what he was embarrassed about? Sure, not many creatures did this, but he couldn't see why he was so scared. Personally Jericho understood and was relieved by the fact that he truly hadn't done anything. Which was good. But then it appeared he was getting flustered and his words were being rushed out a mile a minute. Even that last part went over his head and into his memory... For him to eventually pick back up on.
To calm Ettein down Jericho made a soft 'shhh' noise, putting a hand carefully on his shoulder to show that it was okay. "Hey, it's alright..." He didn't mean to interrupt, but that relaxed voice often used in a singing context had been brought out to quell his fears of misunderstanding. "I-I don't think it's gross. It's apart of who you are, and sure it's okay to be comfortable but not scared of what will happen with others." He smiled faintly. "Look Ettein, it's okay to be yourself around me. Just let me know when things are going on with you, okay? I was just... Scared that something happened to you. But if you happen to lash out on somebody I'd want it to be me. Because if I had known I would have been there to help you with what you needed, because that's what friends do. Food, water, anything... But at the same time if you wanted solidarity I understand too. Just... I don't want to lose you, as a friend, or..." He cut himself short, his eyes falling to the ground. "Anything. Really, I just don't want to lose you."
He meant a lot to him, regardless of the time period in which they knew each other. His eyes still couldn't bear to meet his, as for once the confident young man had been humbled. "Please, just don't be embarrassed or hesitant to tell me anything. For all my life I've tried to conceal who I was, and the last thing I want to see is for someone else to be doing to themselves. You never need to be scared of me, besides when I act like a total fool and forget that my friend can turn into a snake." He then pulled one of his signature smiles again, crooked yet full of sincerity. "Which reminds me... Well, remember when I said that you shifting into a snake would be adorable?" He chuckled a bit, glancing at him for a brief second. "The moments when I wasn't pissing myself it turns out I was right. You do make for a cute lil krait."
But that wasn't the main goal of his speech. Though just as he was about to bring up another topic, that memory pinned down at the back of his head upon Ettein's confession resurfaced. And it hit him.
"You... Like me?" He attempted to clarify in a whisper before standing up. "As in... 'Like me' like me?" That weird feeling he often got from him coursed his system once more, his cheeks flushing with warmth. This was too much. "I thought... After the theater you wouldn't want anything to do with me." He folded his arms before turning to the window, unable to understand what was truly going on with both him and his friend. He tried to suppress what was rising up within him, but... It was getting harder. "But this... I..." He was losing words and losing them fast. And the only words he did have? Well, they were more so the instinctual thoughts clamoring up in his mind that were spoken in strangled whispers. "I d-don't... I don't deserve it. I'm not... I'm not good enough..."
He turned his back to his roommate, his wings almost swaddling himself in a shield to prevent the outside world from seeing this weak side to him. This was just overwhelming, and the Nephilim had never felt this way before. And there were just so many things he wanted to tell Ettein that needed to be explained from pits of his heart. </div>
But it seemed like there was a perfectly logical explanation as to what was going on. He physically showed his concerned interest in relaxing a bit to show Ettein that he was all ears and wouldn't mock him. Well, the truth came out soon enough to reveal that Ettein was in hiding for such a long time for shedding... That was what he was embarrassed about? Sure, not many creatures did this, but he couldn't see why he was so scared. Personally Jericho understood and was relieved by the fact that he truly hadn't done anything. Which was good. But then it appeared he was getting flustered and his words were being rushed out a mile a minute. Even that last part went over his head and into his memory... For him to eventually pick back up on.
To calm Ettein down Jericho made a soft 'shhh' noise, putting a hand carefully on his shoulder to show that it was okay. "Hey, it's alright..." He didn't mean to interrupt, but that relaxed voice often used in a singing context had been brought out to quell his fears of misunderstanding. "I-I don't think it's gross. It's apart of who you are, and sure it's okay to be comfortable but not scared of what will happen with others." He smiled faintly. "Look Ettein, it's okay to be yourself around me. Just let me know when things are going on with you, okay? I was just... Scared that something happened to you. But if you happen to lash out on somebody I'd want it to be me. Because if I had known I would have been there to help you with what you needed, because that's what friends do. Food, water, anything... But at the same time if you wanted solidarity I understand too. Just... I don't want to lose you, as a friend, or..." He cut himself short, his eyes falling to the ground. "Anything. Really, I just don't want to lose you."
He meant a lot to him, regardless of the time period in which they knew each other. His eyes still couldn't bear to meet his, as for once the confident young man had been humbled. "Please, just don't be embarrassed or hesitant to tell me anything. For all my life I've tried to conceal who I was, and the last thing I want to see is for someone else to be doing to themselves. You never need to be scared of me, besides when I act like a total fool and forget that my friend can turn into a snake." He then pulled one of his signature smiles again, crooked yet full of sincerity. "Which reminds me... Well, remember when I said that you shifting into a snake would be adorable?" He chuckled a bit, glancing at him for a brief second. "The moments when I wasn't pissing myself it turns out I was right. You do make for a cute lil krait."
But that wasn't the main goal of his speech. Though just as he was about to bring up another topic, that memory pinned down at the back of his head upon Ettein's confession resurfaced. And it hit him.
"You... Like me?" He attempted to clarify in a whisper before standing up. "As in... 'Like me' like me?" That weird feeling he often got from him coursed his system once more, his cheeks flushing with warmth. This was too much. "I thought... After the theater you wouldn't want anything to do with me." He folded his arms before turning to the window, unable to understand what was truly going on with both him and his friend. He tried to suppress what was rising up within him, but... It was getting harder. "But this... I..." He was losing words and losing them fast. And the only words he did have? Well, they were more so the instinctual thoughts clamoring up in his mind that were spoken in strangled whispers. "I d-don't... I don't deserve it. I'm not... I'm not good enough..."
He turned his back to his roommate, his wings almost swaddling himself in a shield to prevent the outside world from seeing this weak side to him. This was just overwhelming, and the Nephilim had never felt this way before. And there were just so many things he wanted to tell Ettein that needed to be explained from pits of his heart. </div>