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It was a different recipe then she knew, brown eyes reading down the instructions. It was rather simple. Smiling she saw nothing as far as his blush, her mind focusing on baking. “Rub it in? That’s new, I’m used to creaming it then adding other ingredients. This seems a bit more fun. Hands on approach!” Giggling, she followed him to the sink, quickly washing her hands before returning to the bowl and getting to work.

‘Helping’ was now more taking over due to Jason’s sudden fever. “Honey helps sore throats. Sooths and helps if swallowing is difficult.”

Solia got as far as adding the berries before it happened. Sitcom life struck again as when Solia attempted to open the milk the cap snapped off the new carton, splashing her in the face and soaking the front of her top. A yelp, she looked up at Jason. Just her luck too. Towel. She needed a towel. Red in the face, it was her turn to be embarrassed.

Solia watched him go to the table and put his head down as she felt worried. Surely, he didn’t blame himself for her accident did her? She hadn’t even cleaned herself up before going over next to him, getting down on her knees next to him, looking up, concern evident. “Do you want me to do anything? I can get you some tea- an ice pack, a hot pack- ah-“ She looked at him hoping he didn’t hate her for being so clumsy. “Is there anything I can do for you? Anything?” Milk was still dripping down part of her face.

She wanted to help, she really did. Israfel nor her however realized how she wasn’t helping in the least.

Solia skittered off to do just what he told her to do. Would he mind if she nuked the water? Maybe. She’d stick with teapot. A small curse left her as she realized she still was covered with milk, taking a second to grab a towel , and trying to clean up a bit. That done, she set the water down on the stove. Now- cup and tea. Cup was easy enough to find, setting it on the table along with a spoon, tea however-

Cabinet opened, she looked at what they had. “Is an herbal alright? If you have a sore throat it should help. And like I said, honey helps if swallowing is hard. I’ve had it happen where I would just be unable to swallow anything at all, but a spoonful of honey make everything easier. Plus it’ll sweeten the tea. I can make you a blend if you want? Oh and if now honey- cream and sugar? Or do you want me to give it straight?”

Israfel suddenly had a thought. And he was thinking on it. His thought being that Jason might need help of a different sort than just muffin helper.

Jason was really getting into mixing the dough she noted, probably for the better given the fact she made a mess of things. Brown eyes went to the floor. She’d made a mess, she’d have to clean it up. Wouldn’t be hard, just tedious. Pulling down two teas, Solia set out the combine, adding a small bit of honey to the cup. She did want his throat to get better, a sore throat was no laughing matter.

After all, it was probably painful to laugh.

Water almost at a boil, she added it to the teabags letting them steep while she went over to the moon trainee. “Oh!” The muffin tin grabbed she wordlessly began to grease the pan. “There, all ready for you. Do you want me to do anything else while your tea is steeping?”

A hop, skip, and proverbial jump over, the pan was slid into the oven, Solia beaming at him. “I’m sure they’ll turn out lovely! Nice and moist.” She gave a tiny sigh, thinking how tasty such muffins could and would be. “You can sprinkle a bit of coarse sugar over them too for a little added sweetness. Not that they’ll need anything but it can make it look a bit fancier. Professional you kno-“ She’d been walking back towards him when she slipped.

Flour on the floor combined with shoes lacking in grip resulted in falling. But she did manage to reach out and grab something after her stumbling. That something being Jason. His chest area in particular. She’d stumbled and fallen into him and his chest.
She just remained that way. Half fallen, frozen, brown eyes looking up at him, slightly mortified she’d fallen on him.

It was really, a true shojo moment. Fallen into the handsome hunter’s arms, the young novice was helpless to him. Or really, Solia just didn’t want to move. He was holding her. Less clinging into him, she slowly righted herself, more than happy to lean into him. She was pretty sure those abs she saw? She totally could feel them. Sort off. ohgodshewastouchinghimanditwasniceandwhatdidshedoohgod.

Blushing she looked away from him, managing to get out a simple. “I’m fine.” There was a slight leaning into him. “I just uh… tripped.” He was warm. She didn’t even mind that he was taller. He was semi holding her and really, it felt very nice.

She was completely lost into the fact he wasn’t pushing her off, and was more or less, letting her stay where she was. He wasn’t even trying to touch her butt. Not that she expected him to but if he did that would be okay she was kind of getting to touch his abs it would have been a fair trade abs were really nice. But no, he was just… holding her. Curling her side into him slightly, she tried to ignore the various butterflies in her belly.

It was contagious really.

“I’m glad.” She was whispering. “Thank you were there to catch me.” Red she glance up at him before looking away. “I’m not the most graceful. That you.. caught me.”