Halo smiles a little at the sight of Kaleb, feeling grateful towards the other. He quickly makes breakfast, setting it on the table. He hums softly as he turns on the radio, letting the soft music play. Halo walks towards Kaleb, gently brushing some hair from his face. "Kaleb." He calls softly.
Even though he was dead asleep, the sound of someone calling his name lurched him from slumber. Since Kaleb has always been on the run, he didnt wake peacefully. Instead, Kaleb shot to his feet and stood in a defensive stance. Kaleb kept his fangs, claws, and wings hidden, but his fists were ready to strike whoever his enemy was and he let his energy show completely, hoping to scare off whoever it was off. Breathing heavy, it took a moment for him to realize the events of last night, and to remember where he was. Kaleb blinked a few times and immediately relaxed for the most part.
Halo squeaks and falls back when the other lurches forward, getting into defensive stance. His eyes go wide as he falls onto his rump. "Ow…" He mutters, rubbing his poor backside. "S-sorry." He mumbles. " I was waking you up because breakfast was ready." he says softly, looking up at the other. Kaleb had calmed down a little. He smiles softly and stands. "Sorry if I scared you." He chuckles quietly.
It was easy to tell that Kaleb felt like a complete ass, he refused to make eye contact and stared at the ground, acting much like a dog who knew what they did was wrong. "I'm sorry…i didnt mean to do that." Kaleb looked at Halo through his thick lashes when he heard him chuckle. "im just…not used to being woken up by others."
Halo smiles a little, "It's okay. You hungry?" He asks cheerfully, smiling at the other. "You probably are. I made breakfast if you're interested." He says cheerfully. He smiles, and walks towards the kitchen, humming softly. "After all, those pancakes aren't going to eat themselves."
Almost afraid to scare Halo again, Kaleb slowly walked over to the table where the food was. the smell was intoxicating, and if he had any less self control, he would have been drooling all over the floor. "Pancakes?" Kaleb said as he tilted his head to the side inquisitively. Sitting down, he had forgotten about his back…until he leaned against the back of the chair, clenching his jaw, Kaleb scooted forward in his chair slightly, making sure to not let his back touch the back of the chair. His eyes grew wide with wonder as he looked over the food. "This looks delicious"
Halo watches the other before walking into the kitchen and humming softly as he does so. He sets a plate of pancakes, eggs, and bacon in front of Kaleb. "Enjoy." He says happily. He hums softly and makes a plate for himself, humming softly.
Making sure he didnt look like a neanderthal, Kaleb ate his food slowly, even though all he wanted to do was shovel the food into his face like some starved mad-man. Making sure to keep eye contact with his food, Kaleb remembered the interaction from last night, how Halo had disclosed information that made Kaleb wary. "So…" Kaleb swallowed his food, "I didnt know Fallen Angels could cook so well…"
Halo looks down at his food, setting down and eating happily. He glances up at the other and blinks slowly. 'P-pardon?" He asks softly. Then it comes back to him. Kaleb had asked him what he was and he had revealed that he was a fallen angel. He gulps softly and looks down at his food. "If you think I'm going to hurt you…" he says softly, "I'm not planning to. There's no point. Besides I'm a healer. Not a killer." He says softly.
"I'm not…too concerned. Besides, if you really did want to kill me, you would have taken the opportunity while you were on my back" Kaleb finished the last of his food and gently leaned back, staring at Halo, almost studying him. "And even though you say you are a healer, anything can, and will kill…if the need arises." He shrugged his shoulders lightly and chuckled "you just havent had a need to."
Halo looks down, "I actually can't physically hurt a person. My healing abilities would backfire on me. I can knock people out at most." He says softly, shrugging a little. He brushes some white hair from his face and sighs a little. He wasn't sure what to do or say. As Kaleb studies him he eats slowly, unsure. He never liked hurting people, or seeing people in pain. He didn't like seeing people in pain. He wanted to take that pain away.
"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable…" Kaleb looked down at the table. "I've just been…cautious since day one. Ive never met another creature who physically cant hurt anyone, I'm sorry." Kaleb had picked up his plate and brought it to the sink to start washing it. Thanks to the quick movements of this morning mixed with the tantalizing food, Kaleb never noticed that his bandaged injuries had opened again. And the blood had begun to leak through his shirt, not much, just two little spots near his shoulder blades.
Halo nods a little, "It's alright. I can understand why one wouldn't want to meet a fallen angel. A lot of us are dangerous." He mutters softly and finishes off his food. "I wouldn't trust myself." He gives a little laugh. He watches the other go before seeing the blood. "You're bleeding." He says softly, his eyes widening a little. Not much, but the smallest of wounds could create the biggest of problems.
"Mhmm, I've encountered my fair share, but i dont believe i need to worry about you" Pausing with his plate, Kaleb looked back at Halo and noticed he was talking about his back. He let his head fall back so he was looking up at the ceiling and groaned loudly in frustration. He then looked back at Halo after he was done complaining, "If I may borrow more bandages, ill go out and buy more for you."
Halo looks at Kaleb in concern. He smiles a little. "No need. Come." He walks towards the couch and sits down, "It's okay. I can fix it if you'd like." He says softly, unwrapping his hands, He pars the seat next to him again. "I don't bite, I promise." He says gently.
Kaleb looked at him as he patted the spot on the couch, contemplating if he really should go over there. For Halo, it'd be obvious to know what his wounds were from, which who knows how he'd react to that. And letting another help him? Kalebs never done that before, what if Halo would use that as leverage to make him do something? As he mentally argued with himself, something in him told him that it would be okay. Finding it hard to trust that inner voice, Kaleb tentatively walked towards the couch and sat down. He grabbed the bottom of his shirt and paused. Feeling the self-deprecating thoughts take over, he suddenly became very shy and self-loathing of his body, his face flushed with embarrassment.
Halo smiles a little as the other comes next to him. Halo didn't mind helping the other, it was just part of his nature to help the injured. He finishes unwrapping his hands. He sees Kaleb hesitate when he went to remove his shirt for Halo. The white haired male tilts his head a little, then smiles. He understood self loathing. He hated his body as well. "It's alright." He assures gently. "I won't judge." He sets a reassuring hand on Kaleb's wrist.
Due to the fact that he was not used to physical contact, Kaleb instinctively tensed when Halo touched him. Kaleb once again argued with himself mentally. To trust or not. Halo was only the second person in Kalebs long life to show him any sort of kindness. Trying to push aside the doubt, Kaleb closed his eyes and lifted off his shirt to expose the blood soaked bandages he had placed last night. His face was almost as red as his hair and he kept his eyes shut tight.
Halo smiles a little bit. "I don't bite." He teases gently. He gently runs his hands along the wounds, and they seem to quickly heal themselves as he runs his fingertips along the wounds. "That should help a little." He says softly, smiling a little bit as he draws his fingers back.
"Maybe YOU dont…" Kalebs train of thought derailed when Halo touched his back. Somehow, his blush deepened and he parted his lips slightly to let out a shaky breath. And even though his mind was elsewhere, his energy almost seemed to pulse the moment Halo touched him.It took a few moments for anything to register, so when he finally came around, Kaleb shot up out of his seat an scurried away out of arms reach. "T-thank you…" Mumbled Kaleb.
Halo smiles gently, watching the wounds disappear. He folds his hands on his lap, glancing at Kaleb. "Are you alright? You look like a… well… a tomato…" He smiles a little. Halo tilts his head as the other scurries away, and out of arms reach. Did he do something? He smiles and nods, "Of course. It's no problem."
He had noticed how Halo looked concerned, "Y-you didnt do anything…bad. My uh….my back is just sensitive…" Kalebs eyes wouldnt leave the floor. He was so embarrassed he could just tip over and die. "Although, you didnt need to waste your energy to heal me. It would have healed on its own eventually." Kaleb looked at the small spots on his shirt, trying to distract himself. "Is it okay if i wash my shirt in your sink?"
He nods in understanding, smiling softly, "I understand that. My wings are very sensitive." He replies, chuckling softly. "You don't have to worry about it. I wanted to." He says gently. He stands slowly, "Can I do anything else to help you?" He asks gently.
"you have already done more than enough for me." Finally gathering his courage back, Kaleb looked back up at Halo, "if anything, i feel as though i owe you." He smirked slightly, "after all, i used up your bandages and your energy. if you'd like, i can run some errands for you." Kaleb walked towards the sink to wash his shirt. before turning on the faucet Kaleb removed his bandages, exposing his muscled torso and sun-kissed skin. Tossing the bandages away, Kaleb stretched, flexing the muscles in his back causing his back to pop a few times before he began to wash his shirt.
Halo watches the other stands, smiling a little. "I don't mind." He says gently. "No need to owe me anything." He says softly. He hums in thought. "There isn't really need. I only have to get some from my room." He replies, shrugging. He squeaks, turning red when Kaleb removed his shirt. "I-I have another way of washing it." He says shyly, covering his eyes.