#gerolucinigo

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Fire Emblem: Kakusei | Fire Emblem: Awakening, Fire Emblem: If | Fire Emblem: Fates Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Azur | Inigo/Gerome/Lucina, Gerome/Lucina (Fire Emblem) Characters: Lucina (Fire Emblem), Gerome (Fire Emblem), Serena | Severa, Eudes | Owain, Soleil (Fire Emblem), Lazward | Laslow Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Post-Fire Emblem Fates: Birthright, Fire Emblem Fates: Birthright Spoilers, Canonical Character Death, Grief/Mourning, Magic Summary:

Lucina had been ecstatic when she heard that Owain, Severa, and Inigo had returned.

Only two of them had returned alive.

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— “can… can i have a hug? please?”

for a character you think would be embarrassed to ask for a hug

var your requests always HIT

pairing: gerome/lucina/inigo

word count: 594

Gerome was not one to ask for much of anything.

He kept to himself, for the most part. He cared for his companions, of course–cared deeply, even if he struggled to show it, even if he cared for each in a different way–but he was not one to reach out. He was not necessarily proud of his self-sufficience, but he was satisfied to know that should the worst take hold, he would be prepared.

And yet none of his usual mantras–none of that typical satisfaction–reached him now.

It was dark out, not that it ever wasn't. It felt to him as though it were night, though he knew the sleep cycles of himself and the others were no longer aligned with the theoretical daylight hours. They were camped, between missions, somewhere between the Feroxi border and Ylisstol; he sat close enough to the fire to feel its warmth, but far enough away that the low murmurs of his companions did not necessarily disturb him.

Lucina and Inigo were sat together at the log closest to Gerome's own, holding hands and basking in each other's presence. It did not surprise him; Inigo had been holding down the northern fort, while Lucina had mostly been stuck in Ylisstol. Gerome had been lucky enough to see them both intermittently, and yet there was a gnawing in his heart as he saw the gentle touch.

It only increased when he realized the casual touches that lingered all around him. Noire was massaging Brady's neck, Cynthia was gently brushing through Yarne's fur, Severa was curled up on the ground at Kjelle's feet with her hair half-braided. Gerome fought the urge to wrap his arms around himself, instead busying his hands with a loose thread on his cotton shirt.

Inigo and Lucina stood after a moment. They looked at him; when they made eye contact, Inigo subtly nodded towards his tent, a hopeful sort of invitation written all over his face. Gerome stood wordlessly, following them into the already-pitched canvas, ducking beneath the top and arranging himself on the edge of Inigo's cot.

There was silence for a moment save for the rustling of Inigo and Lucina arranging themselves. They rarely touched him, per his own request; he found himself resenting the barriers he had put up in the beginning to protect some sort of pride.

"Can..." His voice failed him; he cleared his throat and tried again, trying to ignore the burning in his cheeks. "Can I have a hug?"

It was quiet, almost like an admission of guilt. But immediately, Inigo's strong arms were around him, tucking him beneath his chin, and he heard Lucina move before he felt her hugging him from behind. He took a shaky breath, struggling with the affection that he needed oh-so-desperately.

"We're right here," Lucina whispered. She pulled away ever-so-slightly, just enough to pepper chaste kisses to the back of his neck. "We're always here."

"Thank you," Gerome managed, his voice thick. He closed his eyes, willing tears not to form, but then Inigo pressed a kiss to the top of his head and Gerome lost the battle with his body.

It was nothing dramatic. He did not sob or wail; it was a bout of silent weeping. But still, Inigo and Lucina held him through it, Inigo beginning to hum a simple melody and Lucina gently running her hands through his hair and massaging his shoulders.

Gerome had always struggled with intimacy. He had a feeling he always would. But with them... the idea of it became a little more tolerable.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Fire Emblem: Kakusei | Fire Emblem: Awakening, Fire Emblem: If | Fire Emblem: Fates Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Azur | Inigo/Gerome/Lucina, Azur | Inigo/Gerome, Gerome/Lucina (Fire Emblem), Azur | Inigo/Lucina Characters: Azur | Inigo, Gerome (Fire Emblem), Lucina (Fire Emblem) Additional Tags: I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Reunions, Post-Fire Emblem: Fates, Post-Canon Summary:

Inigo goes home.

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if anyone has writing requests or comms open please lmk… i am craving fluffy gerolucinigo but cannot write for the life of me rn