Rykah and Will(because I can't think of a better title)

Will grinned a little before kissing the top of Rykah’s head.

Rykah's wings poofed at the touch, and his tail flicked happily. Rykah, pulled closer to Will, enjoying his touch.

Will smiled. He could sit like this forever.

Rykah was perfectly content with this, I don't want this to end.

“How long does it usually take for Barron to cook?” Will asked after a while.

"Awhile"

“I’m starving

"Hmmm" Rykah tried to think of a way to remedy that without going to the kitchen… Twisting to look at the clock he sighed, "Barron should have dinner ready soon, we could go check.." he said, slightly disappointed that they couldn't stay there.

“Come on.” Will said, standing up. He reached his hand out.

Rykah took it, getting to his feet as he did so. "Alright" he sighed, heading for the port hole downstairs.

Will squeezed Rykah’s hand.

Rykah squeezed Will's hand back before letting go to climb down to the first hallway.

Will followed Rykah’s lead. I’m the last one of my siblings to date somebody….. he thought.

Rykah reached the bottom and waited for Will. Am I actually in love? he asked himself,

Will turned to face Rykah when he came down. He smiled.
(Also, this is stupid, but how do you do the italics?)

Rykah led the way down the next set of steps waiting again in the living room.
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When Will got down, he whispered, “Do you want Barron and your mom to know?”

"Maybe figure out how this whole thing works just between us first?" said Rykah, who was still a bit nervous.

“Alright.” Will has seen enough bad reactions, both from his parents and others about this sort of stuff that he was perfectly fine with it.

Rykah smiled, glad Will had understood, and headed towards the kitchen, "Barron?"

Will smiled behind Rykah. He’s great he thought to himself.

There was suddenly a huge clatter in the kitchen and Barron stumbled out, he was holding a large pan, had another on his head, several food splatters, one of his wings was on fire, and he had a spatula stuck in his feathers.

“How…..?” Will asked quietly.

"Uh Barron…" Rykah gestured to Barron's flaming feathers. "Your wing is on fire,"
Barron gave it a quick look before laughing and icing it. "Whatcha need boys?" he asked, his face alight with laughter, ignoring the prominent splattering hiss behind him.
"We were just wondering if dinner was gonna be ready soon?" asked Rykah calmly, resisting the urge to peek behind Barron.
"Just about!" Said Barron, ignoring another clatter, "Why don't you two go wash up and take some extra blankets upstairs so you can figure out how your friend is gonna catch a good night's sleep." said Barron waving them off.
Rykah nodded and tugged on Wills arm as Barron went back into the kitchen, audible swearing coming a moment later.

Will raised his eyebrows. “Is he ok?”

"He'll be fine," said Rykah, "I'm just surprised that mom still let's him in the kitchen.." he said heading to a side door on the other side of the house.

Will laughed.

Rykah grinned too as he led the way into what appeared to be a store room and a washroom, there was another rain barrel in one corner, and Rykah took a small bucket and filled it, "We should do what Barron said" he said as he began scrubbing his hands,finishing he moved away and began pulling blankets and sheets off one of the shelves and putting it on a platform held up by ropes.

Will washed his own hands, and then turned to watch Rykah.

Rykah soon had a mountain of blankets on the platform, Grabbing hold of a loose rope he gestured to Will, "Can you come help me with this?" he asked,