Worse than it seems (4/4)(Closed)

"Anything for a friend," he said softly, trying his best to not jolt her with every step he took.

As he carried her, Starfire began to drift off. She wondered what would have happened if she had been able to stay awake. Probably nothing, but there was always a possibility.

He walked past the elevator and into the dorm hall, walking all the way down to the end, where Starfire's room was. He tapped the panel with his foot, opening the door and walking inside.

She fell asleep in his hold. Her last thought as she drifted off was how kind it was of him to carry her when she probably could have just walked herself. Winston really wasn’t as bad as he made himself out to be.

Winston gently sat her down onto her bed, pulling a blanket up to her neck with a small smile on his face. After a moment's hesitation, he leaned over a planted a light kiss on her forehead. It wasn't something he'd even dream of doing if she was awake, but hell, she was passed out. No one would even know it went down.
"G'night, Star," he said softly, turning around and walking out of the room.

(Should we timeskip?)

(sure)

Winston woke up on the couch, not even realizing he had fallen asleep until he woke up. He had a horrible kink in his neck from the angle his head had rested, and he was kinda sad when he found out his ball didn't glow in the dark anymore.

Starfire opened her eyes to her room, briefly wondering how she had gotten there from the living room before remembering. She still felt a bit tired, but felt attempting to fall back asleep would be futile at this point, so she got up and stretched. She knew her hair would be a tangled mess after just waking up, but decided she didn’t really care and walking down the hallway to go eat breakfast. She didn’t much care what exactly she ate, since a lot of Earth food tasted a bit odd to her anyway. She noticed Winston still on the couch. “Good morning.”

He gave her a small smile, remembering what had transpired last night. God, he was happy she didn't see him do that. Who knows what she would've done. "Mornin'. Sleep well?"

“It was not bad,” she agreed. “The midnight snack worked. How did you sleep?”

"Horribly," he grunted as he got to his feet. "Feels like there are knives stabbing into my neck everytime I turn my head"

Starfire winced. “That does sound painful,” she said sympathetically. “I just about to eat if you want to join me.”

His smile grew. "Yeah, sounds great. Anything you have in mind?"

She shrugged. “I was just going to eat whatever I could find in the fridge,” she said.

His mind wavered from the idea of cooking something, so he just shrugged. "Well, let's go see what's in there."

“Okay,” she agreed, leading the way. “There has to be something we can eat in there.”

"We can just go get something," he suggested. "There's a coffee shop just around the corner." Shit, am I asking her on a date?

“That would be great!” she enthused, totally missing the idea of it being a date. “I have wanted to try the coffee.”

He let out an internal sigh. "We should probably get changed," he admitted, looking down at his sloppy-looking clothes.

“Yes, we should,” she agreed, realizing she was still wearing her pajamas. “How about we meet back here in ten minutes?”

Winston smiled, rubbing his hands together sub-consciously. "Yeah. That sounds great."

She smiled at him briefly before turning and heading back to her room. She brushed her messy hair and teeth and then looked for something to wear. It was odd that she was having such a hard time deciding. Winston was her friend, surely he would be fine with whatever she chose to wear. She eventually settled on a lavender crop top, jeans, and sneakers. She had sort of gotten used to wearing Earth clothes, although she still wore her original clothes a lot of the time. But she decided wearing Earth clothes to a coffee shop would be less weird.

Winston didn't have nearly the struggle she did. He opened his closet and grabbed a pair of cargo shorts, (the pockets helped him carry all of his little weapons and tools in case they came across something) a black collared shirt, and tennis shoes. He was nervous as all hell as he walked out of his room, but he wasn't sure why. If she didn't consider it a date, there was no worry….right?

Starfire walked back to the living room nervously. Why was she so nervous all of a sudden? She had nothing to be nervous about. Winston was her friend, after all. She had gone places with her friends before and everything had been fine. It couldn’t be that it was just the two of them, could it? She dismissed the thought, but it still nagged at the back of her mind.

Winston walked out into the living room not even a minute afterwords, his face already a very faint pink.
"You ready?" he asked, smiling nervously.

She nodded. “Yeah,” she replied. She hoped that she looked okay and not out of place. She still worried about that sometimes. She smiled nervously back.

He walked over to the elevator and pressedd the down button, watching the little up arrow light up, signifying the elevator was in its way.

For a moment Starfire didn’t talk but she didn’t want to wait in awkward silence so she tried to say something, though her mind was racing. “Is coffee good?” was what she settled on.

He tilted his head in thought. "Do you like hot drinks?"