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White Day ((Open to New Mutants))

Exactly a month after Valentine's Day came White Day. This year Aiden could not do some of his typical things as Angel was mending from being attacked by anti-mutant bigots. He also couldn't do as much as he used to because he spent quite a bit of time invisibly stalking her attackers and making their lives miserable.

Though he still had things together for White Day. He also had some small boxes of 'obligation' chocolate for his roommates as usual. Though Valeria's was in the freezer until she came back (and he fully believed she would.) He thought that would be appreciated more than leaving it in her lab.

He let Angel sleep in as he worked in the kitchen making a large Southern breakfast from all the recipes he had from Angel's Mom. He had more than enough to cover the other ladies in the building.

He hummed to himself as he checked on his biscuits in the oven.

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"Awww, thanks, Aiden!" Caroline said, coming into the kitchen.

Sara peeked over Aiden's shoulder, sniffing the aroma of baking biscuits on her way to the coffee pot.

"So, is it time to EMP their laptops and their phones again yet?"

She gave him a 'don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about' look.

"Anytime, cousin!" He pulled out the biscuits to let them cool. They were nice and golden brown.

He blinked innocently at Sara. "I don't think they have replacements yet."

While the biscuits were cooling, he turned off the burner under gravy before grabbing the two small boxes of chocolates and handing them out to the two ladies. "Happy White Day! Please enjoy sometime after breakfast..."

"You're trying to say there's something wrong with chocolate for breakfast?"

Sara grinned, and accepted the chocolate.

"Thank you."

She then poured herself a big mug of hot, caffeinated beverage.

Caroline carefully ignores the implications of any EMP-related conversation and appreciatively has breakfast and chocolate. "Everything in its place..."

"I'm saying so, yes. Particularly when I make you a nice, homemade breakfast." Which he did most mornings in that idle time he was awake and Angel was asleep. He stuck his tongue out at Sara and gave Caroline a grin and wink.

He puttered around some of the fixin's. "I'm gonna take breakfast to Angel in bed, but we probably won't be locked away for the day like all the other White Days. So, what are you two up to for the day?"

Sara sat down at the table with her coffee, then split open a biscuit and drizzled honey inside.

"I don't know. I'm pretty much caught up on everything's that's due soon. It's too cloudy for good sunbathing, Bruce is busy until later tonight... are you sure they haven't replaced those phones yet?"

She sipped her coffee, cast a glance out of the side of her eye at Caroline and winked.

"Maybe some shopping. Or TV."

Angel was still sore in a lot of places. More than that really. Definitely still mending, though it didn't hurt when she laughed nearly as much.

She shouldn't have provoked the confrontation like that, she knew. Should have used her powers to just teleport away or out of reach. But against bigotry like that... well... she had a temper on her, that was what it was.

She yawned and carefully stretched as she woke up. Then winced.

After handling kitchen duties and talking with Sara and Caroline, Aiden made his way into his shared bedroom with a tray for breakfast in bed. He did it just in time to catch the wince.

"Hey. Nothing strenuous. It's a nice and easy White Day for you." He walked over with a Cedric at his heels once the young dog smelled the food on the tray.

"Oh, that smells great, Sugah," Angel said, trying to pretend that she hadn't been wincing. It would probably be a while still before she was back to doing backflips.

Aiden carefully brought the tray over and waiting until Angel situated herself comfortable before setting it across her lap. "All your breakfast favorites according to your mom."

He stepped back eyed the tray. He caught the young dog by his collar before he made it on the bed. "Noooo, Cedric. That's Mama's biscuits and gravy. Maybe if you stay on the floor, you can do dishes later."

Angel giggled at that. "Ah reckon he'd like that. Good of you for thinkin' of him."

She scooped up some gravy with her biscuit, then took a bite and smiled in delight. "You done good, Sugah. Way you been feedin' me while Ah'm on the mend, Ah'm gonna need new pants."

"New...? I just did the laundry, so if you've been slopping on them, there's some clean ones." He scratched his cheek as he reorganized his mental day for more laundry later.

"Also, I can give you a massage later, if you're feeling up to it."

Angel wisely decided not to pursue the line of thought further. Sometimes, with Aiden, it was best just to keep going.

She took another bite, closed her eyes, and grinned. "Ah do like the sound of that."

"Good. Whatever I can do to make you feel loved." He smiled. That was what the day was about. Though his general serviceable demeanor wavered a moment at Cedric letting a small whine out at the foot of the bed.

"Her food. Go lay down. You get your fill later."

"Cedric, you behave yourself, you hear?" Angel commanded.

Owing to the universal hardwired signal that mommy is always more important to to listen to than dad, Cedric ratcheted down his begging.

"You do that every day, Sugah, just by being here."

Aiden looked at the dog and frowned. Hmph. It wasn't fair.

He looked back at Angel and let his frown disappear. "I try. Well, to do it every day. Not just being here. Though I am here a lot. When I'm not at work or at my martial arts classes."

He shrugged and grinned again.

She patted the space on the bed next to her. "C'mon and join me. This is way too much food for little ol' me."

"Okay!" Aiden always loaded up Angel's breakfast in bed trays for at least two people. He scooted around the bed and slid over to sit where Angel indicated. He had tamped down the urge to jump right there, but physics lessons and yelling had taught him about reactions to him jumping on the bed with spillable objects.

"Though you'd never ask," he commented with a grin.

Angel's tail happily snaked around her a little bit.

"Ah tell you today how much Ah love you, Sugah?"

More than she could possibly have said. She'd been very lucky to find a guy where the way she looked was part of the attraction, not in spite of it and not a cause for alarm instead.

He considered her question with all due seriousness. He scratched his chin with a finger.

"As you woke up not too long ago, nope. Not today. Unless you mean by the time you fell asleep last night, which was after midnight. But that wasn't how much..."

He shrugged and picked up the extra utensils on her tray.

Angel mostly suppressed a giggle. She forgot sometimes, how Aiden thinking worked. But she loved it so.

"More 'an Ah got words for, Sugah. More than Ah got words."

"Hmm. Bigger than a dictionary. I'll take it!" He nodded in satisfaction and started cutting up some food so he could stick it into his mouth without shoving it in.

"You better," Angel told him with a playful swat on the arm.

"Well, as Mom would say, I can't return you now. You're all bro-use-uhm... made comfy just the way I like it." Word choice was not his forte. Shoving food into his mouth while trying to not look embarrassed was his forte at the moment.

Angel hid a giggle behind a bite of biscuit. Because it wouldn't do to laugh when he was being so sincere.

"Breakfast good?" he asked around a few bites of food. He had yet to have any complaints about his cooking, but he always wanted to make sure the food was just right for special days.

Aiden also tried to keep his contented wiggling to mostly still.

"Perfect," she assured him.

Angel smiled. "Cain't believe sometimes how long we been together."

He nodded happily. If she liked the food, it was what he wanted to achieve. Aiden glanced at his fiancee when she commented on how long they had been a couple.

"Mm. Can't be forever. We're not that old yet." He grinned and stuffed more food into his mouth.

"Plenty of time to find out what forever feels like then," Angel said, leaning over to kiss him.

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