Startled, Ty scrambled from under the covers. He blinked at the angel, who was sitting on his bed innocently, dangling his feet over the edge - he seemed to like the edges, Ty thought - and looking at him from behind the dark shades.
"W-who are you?" Ty asked, mentally beating himself over the little crack of his voice.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you," the angel said, "I'm Sky." His voice was too cheery for a human to be at four AM - Ty checked the actual time. His only thought while hearing it was 'He sounds even better'.
The two fell into silence, a really tense one, and the ange- Sky's, as he introduced himself, wings rustled.
"I will be your guardian," Sky said finally, breaking the heavy silence.
"My what?"
"Your guardian. I'll protect you if something were to happen to you," Sky explained, swinging his legs back and forth.
Ty blinked in confusion, reaching his hand out. His fingers brushed the snow white feathers of his wings, making Sky slightly jump.
Ty's velvety eyes were wide, he was touching what he believed didn't exist up until then.
Holding the feathers in his hand, he felt the appendages twitch, "Was it… You who saved me?" he asked tentatively.
The angel - Sky, Ty reminded himself - nodded, but looked away from the brunet, "You… You are a great human… And I… I didn't want to shorten such a young life…" Sky mumbled.
Ty unconsciously nodded. He felt like there was more it than that, but didn't press the matter, "So you saved me.." he mumbled quietly.
Sky nodded again and Ty let go of the feathers, Sky's wings fluttering behind him, "It… Earned me the job of being your guardian," it was said like he didn't quite believe it, but Ty, being his empathic self, again didn't press it.

They talked until seven, Ty learning a lot from Sky thanks to his natural curiosity, like Sky's hobbies, about Heaven, or Sky's friends. It was when looking at the click that Ty flipped his shit, scrambling from under the covers, tripping twice. He ran out of the room accompanied by Sky's chuckle, running down the hallway to knock loudly on Jason's door.
"Jason! Wake up!" he screamed, making his way to the kitchen.
He popped toast in the toaster, opening the fridge to get the orange juice. Sky trudged behind him, still chucking a little. He took seat in one of the chairs, preparing one for Ty. Ty spread the marmelade over the done toasts, popping two more in. He set them on two plates in the front of one of the empty seat and in front of Sky, who looked at him funny.
"Eat," Ty commanded, working on the next pair of toasts.
Jason came through the door, rubbing his eyes, "Good morning," he murmured, making Ty laugh from his spot by the counter. He shoved the plate with the toasts into Jason's hands, giving a warm smile.
"Someone is sleepy…" Ty teased and took his seat between Jason and Sky.
Jason lifted his half-opened eyes to half-heartedly glare at his brother. They trailed from the brunet to the tan angel, who was slowly nibbling on his toast and watching the duo amusedly. Jason nearly spat out his mouthful, standing up and pointing accusedly at the angel, "Who are you?" he shouted in a childish tone, looking between Ty and Sky.
"This is Sky," Ty said nonchalantly, "Jason, close your mouth," he commented, stuffing his face with his own toast.
"Bu-b-but… Ty!" Jason whined, unwillingly sitting down, "H-He's an… Angel!" he shouted and Ty was pretty sure their neighbours heard.
"Yeah," he mumbled with his mouth full, struggling to swallow, "He's my guardian angel."

The trio, done with the morning routine, slowly trudged to school. Jason left Ty and Sky after the second turn, heading into his own school.
Considering how young the boy was, he took the whole angel ordeal great.
He didn't really shout anymore, just bombarded Sky with questions exactly like Ty had done. Sky could really see the brotheriness between the two. It made him chuckle a bit.
Jason's soul was similar to Ty's, but that was to be expected, really. There were a few colors that he lacked, as far as Sky could tell from the few seconds he looked at the younger without his glasses. For instance, his orange was paler, but blue was more vibrant, and his green patch was a lot smaller than Ty's.
Ty's soul was still the one that fascinated Sky the most, and if he could, he would've watched the colors wave and change and swirl around all day long.
The two entered Ty's school, when Ty remembered something.
"Hey, Sky?" he nudged Sky's upper arm.
"Hm?" Sky turned to him, the shades reflecting the morning sun.
"I have two questions," Ty mumbled, eyeing Sky's wings.
"Shoot."
"First, how the hell do you want to look normal with those wings? And second, you don't even go in this school!"
Sky chuckled. The sound was quickly becoming addictive to Ty, "The wings are only visible to people who I want and other angels," he explained, fishing in his pocket for something, "Also…" he triumphantly pulled something out, flashing it in Ty's face, "I do go to this school! Class 2-C, Sky, at your service!" he grinned, showing off his pearly white teeth.
'Class 2-C, heh?', Ty thought, 'This is going to be interesting…'
"Well then, race you to the Math lab!" Ty shouted, speeding off through the hallways, dodging other students perfectly.
Sky smiled, glancing at the rainbow blur in the middle of the gray, pink and white sea, and sped off after the brunet.