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Missa wasn't aware.
At first.
Ages ago, only a little while after they bought Chayanne home he started noticing that Phil seemed to be happier whenever he sung to their son at night.
He would sing to Chayanne while Phil was in the room and out of the corner of his eye he could see Phil's wings puffing up.
From then on he looked for it.
After a while of looking he seemed to have nothing to tie this behavior too, maybe it was singing?
His wings never did that around Wilbur when he sung.
Maybe it was compliments?
He had started seeing the blonds wings puff up when Missa complimented him.
No, that couldn't be right. His wings didn't puff when someone else complimented him.
Was it the weather?
It couldn't be, his wings never failed to puff in any weather when Missa did one of these thin-.
Missa.
He finally figured it out, it all tied back to him.
After a while of... Testing.
What could he say, the avian was pretty and needed to know it.
He decide to see Jaiden to ask about it, he jumped off the wall and went to see her.
After a long talk with Jaiden, and a little bit of teasing when he asked about courting.
He knew.
Now to put this into action.
He decided to start singing around the crow more often just so he could watch as his wings puffed and his pupils grow.
Missa was definitely in love.
But he needed to know if Phil was too.
He began bringing back different things he thought were cool or that Phil would like.
First was the broken disc.
He had been going through some abandoned mineshafts when he found the spawner.
He fought the zombies off easily before lighting up the place.
He opened the chests in hopes of something when he spotted it.
There was a broken disc, he knew that he had no use for it but Phil might- there it is again.
His thoughts had kept starting to drift to the avian lately.
He picked it up and went on with the mission.
Later that day he gave it to Phil and was told that it would be added to the blonds collection.
He never did notice it in Phil's collection though, maybe he put it somewhere else?
Then it was a golden apple, that he thought was pretty awesome as it matched Phil's brand.
Then it was the emerald, that he couldn't understand why Phil was a little emotional when he held it close to him.
But he saw it dangling from his white and green striped bucket hat the next day.
Missa wanted to see his family more.
He seemed to always be on an adventure far away and he wanted to be there for Chayanne and Phil.
He started staying at the house for longer and in doing so slept in the bed above the basement.
Phil had insisted on sleeping with him in it to keep him safe.
Missa wasn't complaining.
And if Missa could feel as the blond shuffled closer and almost fully on top of him during the night.
It was his secret to keep.