#i'm so good at angst guys when will my ability to finish a fic return from the war

[squirrelno2]

love poking through my documents like. "wow all these fic ideas slap, these scenes I wrote are great, I should finish and publish some of these!" and then. proceeding to not do that.

[writtingfiction]

I'm a mean human but i would love for that onesided chrom fic to continue on where chrom has to watch stahl fussing over Robin when shes pregnant and robin the whole time is like I'm fine! Dont worry i can walk its fine! And stahl is just like nope on the horse you go, i got you some herbs for the morning sickness are you hungry i got you this dish you said you were craving

╮(╯-╰”)╭  It’s more of a side dish of bitter than angst.. but the pain is still there. Enjoy this to the fullest!

pairing: Chrom x Robin x Stahl

words: 1.3k

There was always something going on, and Stahl would refuse to let Robin do anything strenuous the closer she reached the day where they would meet their baby. Robin loved her husband dearly and was grateful for his efforts, but sometimes it would be too much. There was one time where Robin was attending a council with Chrom, Frederick, Lissa and some other important nobles to talk about supporting the villages that edge along the borders. Barely halfway through the meeting Stahl would interrupt saying he would have something very important for her, thus pulling her away from the council. 

“Stahl, what is it?” Robin says in a hushed voice, slightly concerned. Stahl wouldn’t interrupt the meeting unless it was important.

“I needed to give these to you,” Stahl hands her a small pouch filled with herbs. “there are medicinal herbs in there. I suggest making tea with the loose leaves to ease headaches, and there’s a paste in there as well which will help with soreness.” 

“Stahl…” Robin was surprised. “I love you, but you can’t interrupt meetings to give me herbs. It can wait till afterwards.” 

“I understand, but what if your body can’t wait. You’re in a fragile state.” Stahl responded, sheepish but firm. Robin sighed.

“Yes, but it doesn’t mean I can’t deal with a little pain if it does come. We’ve discussed this before Stahl.” Robin argues. Stahl opens his mouth to refute, but stops and nods his head.

“I get it. I’m just worried is all.” Stahl says defeated. Robin lifts a hand and rubs her husband’s shoulder.

“Everything will be alright. The meeting is almost done, I’ll see you in my office afterwards. We can speak more freely then.” Robin said before giving a quick kiss and turning back around to head into the council room. 

Robin luckily didn’t miss too much on what they were talking about and was able to quickly help out on the affairs. About 20 minutes later they were finished and thanked the nobles for their time. As everyone was slowly leaving the room, Chrom stopped her for a moment.

“Robin, a moment?” 

“Of course.” The two of them wait for everyone to exit the room before starting their conversation.

“I hate to sound like a bad guy, but Stahl can’t keep interrupting these meetings, Robin,” Chrom said and Robin knows that Chrom isn’t trying to be mean after all this isn’t the first time Stahl has interrupted an important meeting. “One day, we are going to be conversing with very important people and we can’t afford an interruption with Stahl.”

“I understand.” Robin sighs. She loves her husband with all her heart, she does but there is a line he has to keep. “I’ll talk to him tonight. I’ll be seeing him in my office.” There’s a slight smile on Chrom’s lips, one she hasn’t seen in a while.

“I’ll see you tomorrow then.” And he leaves. Although there’s an odd feeling in his stomach when he exits the room and sees Stahl right there in front of him as he opens the doors. He says his hello and flees quickly not wanting to hear how happy they sounded. 

He would’ve thought that by now, his heart would have healed. That the wounds in his heart would have sealed, but it has not happened. Chrom’s heart isn’t sure if he can carry the guilt any further, for his wife deserves more than a heartbroken man still in love with another. However, he swallows his feelings once more and wears a bright smile when he sees Sumia approach him, clearly delighted. Words coming out faster than he can process them.

“There’s a festival?” Sumia nods her head vigorously. 

“Yes!! Let’s invite the Shepherds along, it’s been a while since everyone had the chance to relax.” Sumia said, and it made his heart flutter a little. She was always so kind and considerate.

“Alright, it would be nice to have all our friends together again.” Chrom agreed, however, he wished the festival wasn’t so soon. He wasn’t sure if he could deal with Stahl’s constant hovering. 

——

The two nights sped past Chrom faster than he liked. He didn’t want to go anymore, almost debated faking sickness for a moment but he didn’t want to put Sumia in lower spirits. She was looking forward to going with him, so he might as well go now. Hand in hand he walks the streets with his wife as they make it to the hang out spot where everyone agreed to meet. 

There were a lot of fast greetings before everyone branched off in small groups and dispersed into the festival crowd. Chrom felt his heart in his throat when he heard Stahl’s voice come above Robin’s as they cheered at one booth. He quickly glanced over to see Stahl handing Robin a plushie of a wyvern, almost as big as her belly now. He locked eyes with Robin and wished for a small moment she didn’t see him. Nonetheless, she makes her way towards him, Stahl in tow.

“Chrom, Sumia!! I’m so happy we ran into you both.” Robin said, smile as wide as possible. 

“We have gifts, for both of you.” Stahl spoke, before handing a plush doll of a pegasus to Sumia and Robin holds a book in her hands, a well-aged book and gives it to him. He gently holds the book in his hands and carefully opens the book. On the inside is a title he thought he would never see again.

“Robin…” Chrom says her name in shock. The book is at least a few hundred years old with very few copies of the printed book. He looks back up at her to see one of her brightest smiles.

“I knew you would love it,” Robin says happily. He barely remembers it but, it was while they were on the campaign against Plegia when he had mentioned the book. Emotions almost overwhelm him to say his true feelings, but Stahl and Sumia can only stay quiet for so long. Their voices chime in at the same time, asking about the book.

“It’s a book that I had when I was a child, about the Hero-King Marth,” Chrom explains. “Thank you so much, Robin.”

“It’s no problem, it’s the least I could do for the man that saved me.” Robin says and Chrom almost wishes for her words to be different. Chrom returns a grateful smile.

The night continues from there, hanging out with each other but every time he looks towards them there’s a pain in his heart. Stahl would either hold everything Robin would dare hold or ask her if she was every uncomfortable. Stahl even bought most of the stall foods for Robin if she looked in that stall’s direction. Stahl was a gentleman and is perfect for her, but he does wish it was him by her side. 

A small tug at his sleeve reminds him of his reality as Sumia gleefully points at a stall where some festival games were. He also reminds himself to love Sumia to the best of his abilities. He loves Robin with all his heart and knows she doesn’t love him, however, he will try and love Sumia, for she deserves better. He hopes it will heal his heart loving another.

——-

“What's wrong, Robin?” Stahl asked. Robin shakes her head as she looks at Chrom and Sumia playing the festival games.

“Nothing’s wrong, just watching them play the game.” Robin responded, Stahl, hums in reply. Giving a quick peck to her cheek before saying he’s off to another food stall cause he was hungry. Robin has a small smile on her face as she sees Chrom’s small smile grow wider. She doesn’t know if he knows, but she’s glad that he’s moving on from her. Subtle, but she knows and she’s glad. Sumia will be a good wife to him, and him to her. Robin only prays that he sees just how much Sumia does love him.