Chapter Text
Cody was sitting with Obi-wan in the living room, a cartoon for Boba on in the background. He probably should be paying more attention to the show, because Boba would want to talk about it over breakfast, but right now, his mind was more focused on the beautiful fairy sitting next to him. Obi-wan was chattering with Kix, who had finally come home from spending time with Jesse, his best friend… although, Cody was a tad suspicious that something happened, something good, because Kix was being uncharacteristically private about the happenings at his house. His eyes once again moved to look at Obi-wan. The shape of his chin. The curve of his smile. The red hair floating around his head like a sunset. The flutter of his wings and the ripples of the water behind him.
“Longshot mentioned how Wullf had to go above water often to keep his wings in good condition,” Kix said, “Is that something you need to do too?”
Cody blinked. Yes, he had remembered Longshot mentioning a fairy moving in with him and how he was searching for a new place to live. He hadn’t quite made the connection that Obi-wan needed that too. He had thought about asking, but he figured Obi-wan would have said something if that was the case, or simply gone out to fly by himself, or with Quinlan.
“Oh, I will need to go out eventually,” Obi-wan said, “But it wouldn’t be more than once a month of so. Our wings are pretty resilient to water… I don’t know about Wullf. I have never met him.”
“I was just making sure,” Kix said. “I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”
“I promise to take care of myself,” Obi-wan said, “I will probably fly more than necessary, just by going to visit family or because I want to.”
“That’s good,” Cody said, and he squeezed Obi-wan’s shoulder. The fairy leaned into him, looking over at him with a smile. Cody’s heart fluttered, much like Obi-wan’s wings, at the sight. Obi-wan was gorgeous, and even now, he was still stunned by his appearance. He mde Cody feel so many different things, and Cody could never express how grateful he was to manda that Obi-wan felt the same toward him as he did for the fairy.
“I am not nearly as bad as Quinlan likes to make me seem,” Obi-wan said.
“Lies, he’s worse,” Quinlan said, swimming into the room from the kitchen. “He’s just behaving so you relax your guard.”
“As if you are any better,” Obi-wan teased back.
“I hope neither of you are as bad as Fives and Echo are,” Cody said, shuddering.
“Oh? I think I need to meet them,” Obi-wan answered.
“Absolutely not,” Fox said, “Breakfast’s ready.”
The horde of brothers as well as the two fairies poured into the kitchen from all directions. Bly even came in through the window above the vent used for cooking, much to his father’s disapproval. With a sheepish smile, Bly sat on the sand, by the rock slab used as a table. Obi-wan and Quinlan were still getting used to the way things were set up in Keldabe, and how often natural things, such as rocks, coral, and seaweed were used as more than just decoration. Jaster, Aria, and Jango were the last to sit… except for Onyx.
“Where’s Oni?” Indra asked, looking around.
“He must be sleeping in,” Jango said. “I’ll check on him after breakfast.”
“I’ll do it, sir,” Quinlan said. “He’s been nervous around you.”
Jango frowned and nodded. “After breakfast. And stop calling me sir. It’s Jango or Dad, no in between.”
“Dad!” Fox shouted embarrassed.
“See, like that,” Jango said, a teasing grin spreading across his face.
The rest of breakfast continued much the same, the same teasing, same fond embarrassment, the same tone. Onyx wasn’t forgotten, and worry lingered throughout many of the brothers. But Quinlan would go to him after breakfast and make sure everything was okay. It wasn’t unusual for him to skip meals, especially those eaten with the family, but they still wanted to check on him. Cody glanced over at Ponds, who was quiet, also not unusual. He seemed a bit overwhelmed by all of the noise, but he was doing better, at least visibly. He was not having an outward panic attack, so Cody would take that as a win. He would be taking him out around town for lunch. Although, the actual meal would be at a quieter restaurant, Dex’s to be specific.
“Alright, I’ll be back,” Quinlan said, and he made a plate for Onyx before heading to the upper level.
Cody relaxed, stuffed full of the delicious breakfast. “Ba’buir cooked, didn’t he?”
“Why do you say that?” Jango asked.
“Because you can’t cook anything edible, let alone something this good.”
Jango put his hand to his heart. “The betrayal and from my own ad too.”
“Oh ple-” Cody started.
“Fox!” Quinlan yelled from above, interrupting Cody mid sentence. Fox was already through the hole in the ceiling with Jango, Jaster, Indra, and Rex close behind.
Boba tried to follow, but Cody sent him a sharp look. “Stay here.”
Cody arrived shortly after everyone else, and he peered into the room. Thankfully, Onyx was alive and unharmed. Quinlan was hovering over him, and everyone was staring at something across from the pair of mermen. Cody didn’t look right away, scanning the room, when he got a whiff of blood. His eyes shot back to Onyx, but he was still unharmed… then what? He glanced at the mirror across from Onyx’s bed, and there was a bloody message.
I’m coming.