"You're at least 90% wrong then." Zephyr said cheerfully, then glared at her. "Abnormally? How tall do you think most people are?!" He asked, then paused. "Wait- nevermind, the average height of males is 5'9." He blinked. "THAT'S SHORT-" Zephyr exclaimed, looking shocked, mostly because he only remembered that fact now. "Mister Lucious has a great ring to it." He grumbled, ignoring the other part. As she started speaking, his eyebrows almost shot off the top of his head and he looked absolutely horrified. "Wha- what- wh- no- na- AGHHHHHH" He finally quietly screamed, clutching his head in his hands. "THE PAIN THE PAIN THE HORRIBLE HORRIBLE PAIN." He whimpered, trying not to die. "Puke worthy is right. Never speak of that again." After gaining his composure, he smiled at her compliments. Ah, sweet victory. "All kinds of handsome. I can deal with that. And I will shower you with compliments if you talk NICELY all the time!" He joked, grinning. "Because you're the most beautiful person alive today. If you were the sun, I'd be dead. If I was a janitor, you'd sweep ME off my feet." He quipped, closing his eyes for a couple seconds, enjoying the slight warmth radiating off of her body into his. "I'm not moving- too tired." He had to stifle a yawn in the middle of it. "But being with you is better, anyway."

Tempe rolled her eyes at him, smiling softly at the remark. "No it's not." She snorted softly, chuckling at his reaction to her pet names. "So dramatic." She teased, grinning at him. "Oh, hush. You wouldn't like me nearly as much as you do if I were a doting little girlfriend. My compliments mean more when I don't hand them to you every five seconds." She huffed, closing her eyes and grinning at the sweet words. "If I were the sun, everyone on Earth would be dead." She pointed out teasingly, cuddling her head gently into the side of his neck. "I already have swept you off your feet." She murmured tiredly, her lips twitching upward at his last remark. "I'm glad you think so." She nodded, sitting up and pressing a kiss to his forehead before she walked to his bed and grabbed the blanket there. She walked back to him, at his side this time, and settled on the edge of the couch. "Scooch a little?" She asked lightly, setting a hand on his side and gently urging him to move toward the back of the couch.

Zephyr huffed quietly. "I thought you would've learned by now- Dramatic is my middle name." He sniffed jokingly, then paused, seemingly thinking about her next words. It was true. He could never imagine Temperence being a doting little girlfriend, but he guessed that he wouldn't like her as much. Plus, she was right about the next thing, too. Her compliments wouldn't mean half as much if she spewed them out all the time. "True. True true." He mused, still thinking about that when she started speaking again. He snorted lightly. "Also very true. I do have to mention now, I extrapolated that from my amazing factory of roasts, particularily this one: Fine, you're the sun. Now get 93 million miles away from me. Sooo, as you can see, death wasn't part of the equation there." He grinned, then closed his eyes with a small smile, nodding. "Otherwise I sure wouldn't be here." He said, opening his eyes and glancing sideways as she left. Brrr. He never got cold, but he immediately missed the comforting heat of her body next to his. At her command/question thingy, he moved over as much as he could, meanwhile thinking how it was be amusing and not amusing at the same time if she fell off the side of the couch because he didn't give her enough room. Settling on not amusing, he made sure to give her enough room, not wanting her to spark with electricity and fry him alive if he accidentally pushed her off.

Tempe snickered softly at his response to his original sun pick-up line. "Yes it was. If you said that to me someone wouldve died- and it would not have been me." She joked, offering him a smile as he continued. As soon as he seemed sufficiently scorched, Tempe inserted herself right into his side, tossing the blanket up and laying it over them before she kicked off her shoes and set them beside the couch. After, she settled against him and shifted to lay on her side, laying an arm tentatively over his chest, her hand settled lightly over his heart as she laid her head on his shoulder. She curled up slightly, stifling a small yawn and closing her eyes. "Uhm- is this okay?" She asked hesitantly, opening her eyes again to glance up at him. She had never cuddled with anyone before. This seemed right, but what if he didn't like it? He didn't like being touched. He preferred the cold, and she was abnormally warm. Was he uncomfortable? Even tired, she managed to worry about what he thought.

Zephyr laughed quietly at her words. There was the Tempe he knew. "I have a guess who it would've been, then. And I am VERY glad I altered it." He answered with a small grin, which faded into a rather happy smile as she squirmed back onto the couch. He almost never slept with anything covering his body above his waist, as he loved to feel the cool, fresh air on his skin, but the feeling of the blanket was weirdly comforting, and he was beginning to realize everything just got better when you had someone to share it with. Tempe was so special, in so many ways, but the most shocking thing of all was how easily she had managed to accept him as he was, but also change him for the better. Sure, at first, they weren't the best of friends, but the very fact they both had revealed their true not so deadly selves, everything just got so much better. He still thought the hardest decision he had ever made in his life was telling her that he liked her, though. He literally fried his brain doing so. It was rough. All thoughts drifted away as she rolled a bit closer, the warmth of her body heat trickling into his veins. It was a weird feeling, actually liking warmth. It wasn't like he had always viewed heat- scorching, burning, painful... it was calming, ebbing, and soft. It was like sending little fuzzy waves over his brain and making him want to go to sleep. At her voice, although his ears didn't quite work since he was rather zoned out, he did manage to catch the jist of what she was saying, and he opened his eyes to glance at her with a small smile. It was nice that she would even care if it was okay or not. No forced cuddling. Sounded great. "Yes, it is." He chuckled quietly. "More than okay."

Tempe waited anxiously for his answer, blowing out a slow breath when he eased her worries. "Good. Great." She nodded, her voice soft as she smiled, wiggling just a little to get closer to him before she settled down, enjoying the cool of his body. Like the other side of the pillowcase, except consistently breezy and comforting. "Good night, Zeph." She murmured, closing her eyes and fading to sleep within minutes.

Zephyr smiled softly at the plain relief in her voice, then mentally frowned on himself. Was he that... anger-able? Not the right word. Was he that distant? Yeah, he probably was. He was the king of space bubbles. "Good night." He mumbled back, closing his eyes. Everything went pitch black.

In the morning, he was 100 percent the most comfortable he had been in years. The gentle warmth radiating off of her body was warming up his very bones, which hadn't been truly comfortably warm since he was 3. In the night, he had managed to wrap his arm around her, like he was trying to suck even more warmth from her. He groaned quietly, not wanting to move but mentally knowing it was time to get Up. After convincing himself it was probably already 10 and that he was missing breakfast, he didn't twitch a muscle. He was Warm and comfortable, two things he hadn't been in FOREVER.

Tempe woke up smiling, simply because of how utterly nice it was to be in an embrace. She cuddled subtly into his arm, eyes still closed at his groan. She didn't bother trying to get him up- She was perfectly content to stay there all day, so she wasn't moving until he picked her up and hauled her out. She shifted to curl her arm around him a little tighter, pulling herself into him and lightly raising her head to press a kiss against his cheek. After, she settled her head back down on his shoulder, stifling a little yawn and she snuggled up against him.

(We need a dramatic plot. Right now my brain is functioning about as well as a cooked lobsters, so I'll try but I might need your help xD

I'm thinking, at first, something smaller... but something that'll shake their relationship a little. Like, if Zephyr had a girlfriend a year or two ago, and she came back. However, with his personality, its unlikely anything would happen XD. Tempe does seem the jealous type, though. We could also do something where an attractive boy comes along, and Tempe makes just friends with him, but Zeph gets jealous anyway? I dunno, just ideas!))

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Zephyr smiled slightly as Tempe shifted closer and pressed a kiss to his cheek. His eyes closed, but they slowly flitted open again, and against his command, glanced at the clock. They had toootally missed breakfast. It was 11:20. If they didn't get up soon, they'd miss lunch, too. As if it heard his thinking, his stomach grumbled unhappily. "It's 11:20..." He mumbled, yawning widely and setting his head back down. He didn't want to move. Suddenly, there was a loud banging on the door, and a voice shouted, "Don't kill me! I'm just here because Chiron sent me to make sure you were at lunch or He'd come after you himself!" The voice yelped, obviously mildly terrified. Zeph could hear footsteps scurrying off. He sighed with amusement and exhaustion. "And that's the reputation I have around here." He grumbled, very slowly pushing himself up. He ran a hand through his wild black hair. "We should go, however much it pains me to say it, shopping today. I'm hoping I have a clean shirt to wear." He mused quietly, still rather drowsy looking

Dont worry about it, my brain is gone and has been gone so XD

I'd say both of those sound good! An attractive boy showing up seems more in character for them, but I'd say Zeph having an ex could work too

Both sound like theyd be great! I'm down to use em))

"And?" T drawled, tucking her head into the side of his neck. She let out a soft groan at the banging on the door, reaching over to grab her shoe and throw it at the door. It hit with a satisfying thud. "Who cares about reputation." She shrugged, huffing as he sat up. She pushed herself up a little slower, leaning against him slightly. She shrugged at the offer, yawning and turning her head to lean it against the side of his neck. "I don't mind. I could use some new clothing too." She nodded, eyes still closed. She was partially slumped against him, ready to fall asleep again already.