How about “soft” and “wings” for any ego you choose? (Also hi i totally heckin missed you)
Host didn't much care for his wings. Probably because he didn't care to fly anymore. His wings had weakened, lost muscle, while he had... changed. And since then, he didn't much do anything with them anymore.
They were huge, one wing longer than him probably. Their main colour a light brown, the feathers each looking like they were dipped in gold, above the gold was a darker spot of dark brown. Like the feathers were first halfway dipped in brown, and then a quarter into gold.
Grooming want really his thing either. During his radio show, he tended to pick at the feathers, pulling out lose ones and discarding them on the ground -which now was resembling a nest pretty much with how many feathers laid there.
Google had had enough of his boyfriend's antics, always bothered by the disarray that were Host's wings. His own wings were metallic, so of course there was no need to groom it, but that didn't mean he didn't know how to do it.
So, after Host's show was over, Google came into the room, arms crossed.
"Host.", Google said, and Host turned his chair to look at the android.
"Google.". Feathers surrounded the chair.
They stared at each other for a while, before suddenly Google charged at Host, picking him up an be throwing him over his shoulders, the blind ego telling when he was picked up, wings fluttering and arms flailing.
"Google! Set me down!", Host demanded, hitting Google's back/wings lightly as the android carried him out of the room.
"You're not getting out of this. I'll be grooming your wings, as you seem unable to do the two by yourself.", Google replied calmly, and Host whined, but have up his struggles. He let Google carry him to his office, were the other three androids were already waiting. They knew Host's wings were large, so all four would help.
Host was set down in a stool, and he obediently showed his wings.
The Googles were... surprised, to say the least, at how big they were. But, they were quick to get to work, all four sitting on lowered stools. Two per wing seemed much more reasonable now, seeing how large Hosts wings were.
They worked mostly in silence, until Oliver decided to speak up.
"Your wings are really soft.", He said softly, and Green and Red hummed in agreement -Google had already been aware.
"Oh, yeah. Thank you?", Host replied, and Google and Feed chuckled lightly; it was cute when Host sounded unsure.
"It is quite enjoyable to groom them.", Green said, and Red beeped in annoyance.
"That doesn't mean he shouldn't do it himself."
Oliver beeped in amusement, chuckling lightly, smiling to himself. Google just sighed, as Green and Red began to Arthur as they worked -Green argued it was good for them to take s break from working to groom Host's wings, while Red said Host should it himself.
Host Just made himself comfortable, smiling as he listened, and enjoyed the gentle touches of his boyfriends.
// I missed you too, so much ;;;;
// I thought about you a lot actually, even if you're not on Tumblr anymore
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