Causing trouble in paradise

    That electrically charged feeling in the air did nothing to help the thoughts buzzing around his head. Rhuba, thankfully, didn’t exactly seem to notice Pom’s blunder — or his suggestion at all, really, which may have been a good thing. But the other guy did, thankfully allowing Pom to take the conversation away and let everyone forget about what he may or may not have almost said. He clasped his hands in a display of feigned joy. “Yes, you! I’m sure glad you’re alive,” (he wasn’t,) “but it’s probably for the best that we get you checked out!” It was said with the energy of a game show host speaking to the winner of the grand prize, clearly faked and maybe.. compensating for something.
    But then all gusto deflated from Pom as Rhuba addressed the thankfully alive man, somehow walking (teleporting?) past him before he could actually focus. How he’d managed to move so quickly, Pom didn’t understand; a few feet away one moment, and right at the shore the next. And he couldn’t help but arch a brow at the Saiyan’s statement about.. smelling the beans on the other guy? Rhuba said it so seriously, in that same commanding tone as anything else, but the words were just as goofy as he would’ve said normally. He was the same, but different..
    ”..You’re seeing numbers?! Yeah, I definitely think that’s hospital worthy. Come on, let’s—“

    And then when Rhuba turned to him, now, saying his name in a manner that forced his attention, Pom’s heart skipped a beat. It was some odd mix of fear and.. attraction? He didn’t exactly get it himself in the moment, but he had no time to think about the implications of his body’s reactions. The glorious man came close to him, and he could do nothing except blink in bewilderment at what he was saying. Was he seriously confessing to Pom? Right now?! When he nearly just killed an already half dead guy and found this weird, otherworldly power, and —
    As Rhuba tipped his head up and fed him the bean, Pom obediently and wordlessly accepted it, chewing and swallowing it within a few seconds. Normally he would have been skeptical of the safety of these things, considering their prior effects on the other two.. but this was a special case! He was a little curious! Yes, that was it. Surely it would all be fine. Rhuba even seemed to power down with some confidence in his all too intimate bean feeding! (Or something like that.)

    Pom looked over to the now seemingly recovering guy, his face still flushed from everything. “..Sorry, bud, but ah.. it’s already gone.” He said nonchalantly, locking his arms around Rhuba’s waist and pressing his cheek to his chest. (Great, now he was also getting too brave in front of this stranger.)
    “It’ll be fiiiine. They’re just beans, do you really need them? It’s the least you can give us for ruining our.. outing!” 
    It wasn’t exactly just an outing anymore, was it.