104Ryan patiently waited as the eggs began cooking slowly. The angelic being stayed in her room, not moving from her bed and merely observing her surroundings.
Ryan took an occasional glance behind him, making sure that the being, no mater how angelic, did not cause any trouble. Or attract any unwanted attention.
That was a problem that he definitely had to deal with later.
'And I think it's done.' Ryan thought, removing the cooked eggs from the pan. As he placed 2 eggs on a plate, he heard a click from his toaster, telling him that the toast was ready.
After placing it next to the eggs and placing the plate itself on a tray. He began carrying it to his bedroom, and went inside.
Historic's attention was immediately placed on the human, as he placed the tray on her lap, delicately. It was slightly warm, and a smell soon entered her nose.
Historic already knew that it was food, as she had already seen humans eat before in Heaven. However she had never tried it, as angels didn't need food unless they needed to heal. Or if they wanted to try it for fun.
"Uh...you can eat now." Ryan muttered, drawing his eyes to the floor, hoping to avoid her tight gaze.
Historic merely nodded for a moment before she began eating. Well, not eating, it was more like consuming it at a rapid pace.
The angelic being ate in a...not so angelic manner. She grabbed an egg and stuffed it in her mouth hungrily, before grabbing a toast and also stuffing it in her mouth. An overwhelming feeling of taste entered her mind as she continued to chomp down on her breakfast. Normally any human would have trouble chewing, but an exterminator's jaw is far more powerful.
A couple of seconds later, all the food had been finished, practically exterminated(get it?) by the angel. Her face was now slightly messy, with slightly dried egg yolk and bread crumbs painted on the lower end of her face.
Ryan stared in shock, frozen by the display of complete carnage and destruction. The angel, as soon as she was done eating, went back into a calm and collected stance, acting as if nothing had occurred.
Ryan soon came out of shock, before realizing that the angelic beings face was slightly covered with food.
"One moment!...I'll be right back." Ryan stated before quickly walking out the room. Historic merely nodded again, before staying still. She didn't even realize that there was food on her face.
Ryan walked back into the bedroom, holding a couple of paper towel sheets. As slowly began approaching her, he sat down on his bed, next to her holding up a sheet.
"Can I clean your face?" He asked softly, hoping to not offend the being. Historic merely nodded, signifying that she had no issues with it. With that in mind, Ryan slowly began closing the distance between himself and her. A sheet was pressed against her mouth, as it was slowly dragged across her face, removing the crumbs and yolk.
It felt soft to Ryan, yet at the same time, it felt like underneath the softness of her skin was a hard interior, that couldn't even be cut by diamond.
As he finished wiping her face clean, he got up and threw the tissue away into a small, red dustbin that laid right next to his desk, before finally doing what he wanted to do from the beginning.
"Uh...what's you're name?" Ryan muttered, not sure if this was a good idea.
"Historic. What's yours?" The angel now known as Historic asked.
"Oh, that's a nice name, reminds me of a friend I-Oh yeah...my name is Ryan!" He exclaimed, cursing himself on the inside for his stupidity.
Historic however did not seem to dislike or feel uncomfortable by the display, and instead felt slightly flattened by such a complement. Not that she understood that she was flattered, as she merely felt happier for some reason.
"Anyway, are you an Angel?" Ryan asked, finally trying to understand what was going on.
"Yes, I am an Angel from heaven." Historic answered. Normally she wouldn't tell such information, and would instead follow the normal procedure of a human finding out about the afterlife. But at the moment, she was still hurt and couldn't get to heaven right away, so she didn't see any issue with telling such information.
"Ok. That's crazy...but at least I won't experience a black void after I die...but-and I'm afraid to ask, but how did you get so hurt?" Ryan questioned, with his mind already trying to draw some sort of answer.
"Demons." The exterminator responded back. Ryan stayed silent, before deciding to ask a different question, placing his demon questions in the back of his head for later.
"Are you alright?" Ryan asked. Historic merely tilled her head, indicating confusion. "As in, do you need more help? Or is some rest going to fix you up?"
"Due to you, I will be fine after I rest for some time. It will take maybe a month before I am fully healed."
"Oh, that's good news!" Ryan smiled, feeling slightly proud of his decision to patch the angel known as historic, up. "Well then, do you want to stay here, or do you have somewhere else to go?"
"I am fine here. Though I must ask, who's room is this?" Historic asked, looking around the room.
"Uh, it's mine." Ryan answered back, before heading out his room. However, Historic called him back.
"Then where will you sleep?" Historic asked, and for a moment, Ryan thought he heard guilt in her tone.
"Ah, I'll sleep somewhere." Historic wasn't exactly pleased with the answer, now feeling guilty for taking up the human's bed.
"Wait, I can sleep on the chair." Historic muttered, trying to get up from his bed.
"Whoa! Don't do that!" Ryan exclaimed worryingly as he ran towards. "If this is about taking up my bed, then I want you to know that Im fine with it. Plus you need to heal, right?" Historic nodded her head, though still frozen halfway from getting up.
"Then just lay down over here and rest. If you need help, then I'll help you." Ryan finished speaking, as Historic slowly lied back down on his bed.
"You know what, I'll stay here for some time, just to make sure that nothing Bad occurs for now. Is that alright with you?" Ryan asked, before receiving another nod from Historic.
Ryan walked over to his desk before sitting down with a small thud on his chair.
Chapter 2 is here!
Sorry about all that delay, had school. But now I'm going to be updating more.
NOTE: please place your ideas for the story in the review section. I like those.
Also another thing is that my next few chapters might be released after I make a few ahead of time. This allows me to make sure the story stays consistent, while also allowing me to make sure that there are few grammar errors in it.