Harry's eyes fluttered open as he looked around, forgetting where he was and scrambling into a sitting position. He relaxed a bit after he realized he was at Elijah's house. He quietly got up and headed down stairs, wondering if the other was awake. His question was answered when he saw Elijah. "Good morning," he mumbled, pushing his hair back with his hand.
Elijah covered a yawn with the back of his hand as he looked up at Harry, "Morning," He replied, "Tea or coffee?"
"Coffee would be nice," Harry replied, looking tired. He tried putting his hair up since it was always in his face, realizing he didn't have a hair tie and letting his hair go.
Elijah nodded a little. He saw Harry trying to put his hair up and slid a random hair tie across the counter towards him before he started on the coffee.
Harry glanced at Elijah and cautiously took the hair tie, putting his hair up in a half up half down since it wasn't long enough to put in a bun. "How come you have a hair tie?"
Elijah looked up for a moment before he shrugged, "It's a friend of mines. She was over a week ago."
Harry nodded in understanding. "You have a female friend," He noted, looking a bit surprised. "Thought you said they hated you?"
"I never said they hated me, I said majority try and get with me," Elijah corrected, "And she's a family friend, basically my sister."
Harry nodded. "Ah, makes sense," He replied. "Anyway, thanks for the hair tie."
Elijah smiled, "You're welcome," He finished Harry's coffee, taking a sip of his own tea and handing Harry the coffee, "Here you are, hope it's okay."
Harry took the coffee and smiled at him. "Thanks, and it's probably fine." He took a sip and looked around, not sure what to do. Normally, he would go rob a bank or start a fight, but with Elijah here, he wasn't sure anymore.
Eli leaned back on the countertop, holding his cup with both hands. It was slightly amusing watching Harry try and be 'normal' and not try and bash someone up, "You okay?"
"Yea, why'd you ask?" Harry asked, looking confused as he sipped his coffee. He wasn't sure what to do anymore, It felt weird to not taste blood in his mouth first thing in the morning.
Eli raised a brow, a smile tugging at his lips, "You looked confused. Before I asked if you were okay. Like.. I dunno, you weren't used to a mundane morning with no fighting."
"Well, not getting beat up first thing in the morning is weird for me." Harry glanced at Elijah, wondering why he was smiling. "Normally, one of you heroes would find where I am and then beat me up."
Elijah shrugged a shoulder, still smiling, "I guess so. But, the point still stands, you're not used to a normal morning and you don't know what to do with yourself."
"Yes, we all know that now, I'm not used to a normal morning," Harry replied. "Something wrong with that?"
Elijah shook his head, "No, there's nothing wrong with that." He shrugged, "And you're cute when you're confused…" He mumbled under his breath.
Harry heard him say something under his breath, making him even more confused and making him wonder if Elijah didn't like him. "What was that?"
Elijah blushed lightly and shook his head, "Nothing, it was nothing don't worry about it." He smiled, though slightly hid it behind the cup he was holding.
Harry had noticed the smile and wondering why he was trying to hide it. "I don't trust you, just tell me what you said."
"I.." He paused for a moment, shuffling his feet. Clearly he was not used to flirting or anything of the sort, "I just said you looked cute when you're confused…" He mumbled.
Harry's face instantly turned red, looking at Elijah with his eyes widened. "Me? Cute?"
Elijah nodded, biting his lip as he went his own shade of dark pink, "That's what I said wasn't it?"
"I know–but still–how am I cute?" He asked, pointing at his face. "I have so many piercings and tattoos, aren't they supposed to be intimidating or something?"
"I-I mean yeah, you are pretty intimidating when you're not s-slightly pouting or smiling or anything.." He sipped his tea, "Then you're cute."
Harry's face turned redder, using his cup to hide how red his face was. "T-Thank you…?" He muttered, not sure what to do. He had never gotten complimented before, and it felt weird.
"I-I'm sorry if that was weird." Elijah said quickly, swallowed, "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable…"
"It's fine, it's fine," Harry quickly replied. "I was just confused, I'd never gotten complimented before."
"Really? Never ever before?" Eli tilted his head to the side, confusion written on his own face. he knew Harry was a villain but surely someone would have told him he was hot once.
