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nalu4emily · 4 years ago

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The Unexpected Reward - Chapter 8

Summary: Natsu and Lucy go on a job together, but what they bring home is something neither anticipated. Forced to make a life changing decision, they have to adapt quickly, but that's never easy, especially given the circumstances. As they work together on their toughest adventure yet, they find themselves drawn to one another, in ways they never realised. Nalu/cute/fluff/multi-chapter.

Lucy felt nauseous. She'd spent the better part of the morning worrying over whether Haru was okay and it was making her giddy. Gray and Juvia knew how to look after him, they'd been the one's to offer, yet she couldn't shake the worry that something might happen. What if he cried? Or became sick? Had she packed everything he needed? What if he got hurt? It was exhausting! She put her head into her hands to stop herself from hyperventilating. At this rate her head was going to explode.

The train was way too stuffy for her liking and it was making her feel faint. She'd opened the window as wide as it would go and greedily inhaled the cool air that filtered through. Hopefully, this journey would end soon, she wanted Natsu. He always calmed her down but he was currently out of commission, asleep on her lap after puking everywhere.

For once, he'd actually offered to get the train which had surprised Lucy at first, but she understood his reasons, and that's what made it all the more endearing. Natsu seemed to be maturing before her very eyes, choosing to get on the train, just to get this job done quicker, was only the start of it. Becoming a parent made you grow up, whether you wanted to or not, and Natsu was no exception.

It wasn't just with Haru he'd shown his maturity, it was with her as well. He'd kept to his word, every day since they'd shared their first kiss he'd showered her with affection, something she'd never expected from him. He didn't seem to be able to keep his hands to himself, which Lucy was totally fine with. But everything was still very safe and she had to wonder if he had any intention of taking it further, because she definitely did.

When the train finally came to a stop, Natsu was out of the door like a shot, hugging the grass beneath him, and he had the audacity to call her weird. "Are you done being an idiot?" She asked, looking down amused, with her hand on her hip.

"You don't understand how great this feels after being on that death trap!" He groaned, not taking any notice of the insult.

"Well, when you're finished we need to go check in somewhere and then we'll see this person about the job." Lucy said, holding out her hand to help him to his feet.

"Check in somewhere? Luce, I hate to tell ya but we don't have the money for that, it's why I brought an extra sleeping mat." He said, looking at her like she was the idiot now.

"What?! But I don't wanna sleep outside!" She cried out like a spoilt child.

"You're the one that wanted to stay at home for an extra two weeks, we had just enough money for the train tickets." He said, like it was obvious. It was true, Lucy had said it was because she wanted to wait for the right job, when in reality she just didn't want to leave Haru. "Don't worry though, I'll keep ya warm!" He smirked.

She blushed a little, "I guess that's a good enough compromise. I guess it'll be worth it because it pays so well!" The blonde exclaimed. Just before Natsu turned around, she pulled him to her, sporting a sly smile and yanked him down to her level. "Natsu, if you so much as look where you're not supposed to, I will do very bad things to you. Are we clear?" She said in her most sickly sweet voice. She brought her mouth to his for a soft, lingering kiss, as if to seal the deal. They needed every single Jewel that was being offered and Natsu had a habit of, well, destroying things.

"Yes, ma'am." He murmured, pulling away from her and grinning. Was it weird that he found Lucy threatening him kinda hot? He could get use to threats like that. The one's often made towards him, aka Erza's, weren't so alluring, more absolutely terrifying!

"Good! Now, let's see where we need to go." She let go of Natsu and reached into her bag, fishing out the request paper.

The job they had chosen seemed simple enough, it'd been the easiest request for the most amount of money on the board, meaning it shouldn't take too long. Mages were needed to rid a garden of pests that kept trying to steal some magical plants. It was safe, easy and good pay for not a lot of work. Lucy had been so pleased when she saw it, that she hadn't even run it by Natsu before presenting it to Mira.

"Apparently there's a mansion somewhere around here, it shouldn't be too hard to find." She said, taking Natsu's hand. Neither really knew where they were going but a mansion should be easy to spot, the area looked pretty small.

When they'd finally reached it, their mouths flew open at the sheer size of the estate, it looked like it went on for miles. Lucy felt a little nostalgic, it looked very similar to her childhood home, only much more grand. They walked up to the enormous doors and rang the bell, wondering what sort of person would live in such a huge place.

When the door finally opened, a young man had answered, probably in his late twenties, not much older than they were, he was suited and booted and looked quite important. Lucy assumed he must be some sort of business man, similar to her late father, they all looked the same. The man stepped out without saying a word and peered at the two, catching sight of their guild marks and smiled.

"You must be the Fairy Tail wizards I requested? Please do come in, my housekeeper will show you to the dining room where we can discuss everything. I'll be there in a minute." He gestured to an older woman, who they were meant to follow.

"Please follow me, Mr. Felix will be along shortly. He's a very busy man you see and has lots of clients to attend to." She said, smiling to Natsu and Lucy as they made their way down the huge corridors.

"Clients? What exactly does he do?" Lucy asked. Maybe he was famous for something?

"That'll all be discussed at dinner. Here's the dining room." The woman opened the door to reveal the biggest table either mage had ever seen, with a massive spread of food on top of it, making Natsu's mouth water. "We've laid out food for you, I imagine you must be famished after your long journey. Please help yourselves to as much as you'd like while you wait." The Housekeeper said before stepping back out of the door.

Just as Lucy was about to thank her, Natsu grabbed the blonde's hand and flew over to the table and started to dig in. "You're such an animal sometimes, Natsu." Lucy said as she watched him pour a whole plate of meat into his face. She never understood how he could eat so much, and where did he put all of it? The man was entirely muscle!

"We're broke so I'm stuffing myself silly!" He said as he chewed on god knows what. "Isn't that the white stuff you like, Luce?" He pointed to a pot filled with this thick, creamy substance.

Lucy chuckled at what he was pointing to and grabbed some 'white stuff' for herself, spooning it into her mouth. Yogurt, as it was more commonly known, was her absolute favourite. She plopped some fruit into it and dived right in until the entire pot was empty. Once they'd finished, the woman came in and tidied their plates away and in followed 'Mr. Felix' or whatever she said his name was.

"I do apologise, I had a client to see to, but I'm done now." He said as he sat down and poured himself a drink. "What do you call yourselves?"

"My name is Lucy and this is my partner, Natsu." She smiled. "Thank you for the food, it's very much appreciated!"

"You're welcome! My name is Felix and I'm a doctor. My husband and I specialise in medicinal magic and we grow specific plants that help in the healing of mages, like yourselves." He paused to take a sip of his drink.

"Awesome! We could use some of that with the amount Fairy tail gets into fights." Natsu joked, earning a deathly glare from Lucy, but the man chuckled at them.

"Yes, I've heard about Fairy Tail's reputation, but don't worry, you don't need to put on any airs and graces in front of me. I wouldn't have posted the job to your guild otherwise." Felix smiled at them both and watched them relax.

Natsu cleared his throat, and straightened himself up, "Er, so what's been going on then? What would you like us to do?" He asked as he stared at this Felix guy curiously.

"Well, it started about three weeks ago, my daughter was playing outside when she'd walked off towards the plant nursery. She's not really supposed to go in there but she's only young. Me and her Papa heard her scream and went running to see what'd happened. But when we got there she was huddled on the floor shaking and crying and the building had been ransacked."

"Poor thing, that must've been scary for her, did she see anything?" Lucy sympathised.

"We're certain she did, but when we ask she won't speak about it. It steals from us every night, regardless of how much we barricade the doors and windows, it manages to find a way in. I worry because without those plants we can't continue our work. I have many mages that rely on my help but our supply is dwindling." He looked down solemnly at the table, Lucy and Natsu could see that helping others meant a lot to him and they were more than willing to help him catch whatever it was reaping havoc on his livelihood.

"So you have no idea what's been stealing from you?" Natsu asked. Not that it really mattered, he'd burn it regardless.

"Unfortunately not, the only person that's seen it is my daughter, but it's too scary for her to talk about." Felix explained.

"Would it be possible for us to try and talk to her? With your permission of course." Lucy asked. If they could get the little girl to describe what she saw then they would be able to figure out a plan.

"You're more than welcome to try, but like I said she is only young so I'm not sure how accurate the details will be. I'll take you to her now, follow me." He said, standing and walking out of the door, with Natsu and Lucy following.

After what seemed like an endless maze of corridors, they entered into a children's play room. There, playing with her toys, was a sweet little girl, she couldn't have been much older than three or four. She looked over at Natsu and Lucy and giggled, bounding over with one of her toys to show it to them, taking a particular interest in Natsu and his crazy pink hair.

"Hey there kiddo. Whatcha got?" He said, plastering his signature grin on his face and crouching down in front of her.

"Amelia's teddy!" She beamed and gave it to him, while she ran back and retrieved another to give to Lucy.

Her father remained standing by the door as he watched his little girl play with Natsu and Lucy. They were trying to make her feel comfortable before they eventually asked her what she saw. Lucy had an idea of how to get the little girl to talk, it was all about compromise, but she just needed to time it right.

She picked up something that resembled a plant and showed it to the child, "Your Daddy grows special plants like this doesn't he?" Lucy asked. Amelia looked at the flower shaped toy before taking it into her own hand.

"Yeah! Daddy and Papa make magic people not sick any more." She smiled.

"Did you know that we're magic people? We've come to help your Papa and Daddy." Natsu whispered into her ear, like it was a big secret that only she was allowed to hear.

"You're magic?!" The little girl gasped, "Show me! Show me!" Amelia jumped up and down in pure joy, clapping her hands together.

Lucy chuckled at her enthusiasm and brought out the silver key to summon Plue, Amelia couldn't believe her eyes, she was in awe of the weird little, shaky thing. "Again, again!" She giggled, the bright smile never leaving her face.

"Alright then, watch this!" Natsu said, he laid his palm out and lit a small flame. He grinned as her mouth fell open in absolute amazement at Natsu's magic. Then, just for her, he turned the flame into a flower, then a star and then anything she requested, before lighting his entire hand up. "It's cool isn't it? You know I could set my whole body on fire, if I wanted."

"Wow, you must be really strong! Can you help Papa and Daddy with your magic?" she asked, still astonished by what just happened. "Amelia was in the nursery when the bad man took all the flowers. He saw her sneaking and said that she should never tell anyone or he'll get her when she's sleeping, but you can burn him with your fire."

Natsu and Lucy both looked at each other, concerned, and then back to where Felix was standing, who looked pretty shocked by what his daughter had just told them. How could someone be so cruel to a child? The two mages nodded at each other before looking back at Amelia, grinning at her, "Of course, we'll help them, you can count on us! I'll burn the bad man with my fire, then he'll be gone for good." Natsu said, watching her small face light up at his words, leaping up to give him a big hug, before returning to what she was playing with.

Natsu and Lucy stood up, waving at the little girl before leaving the room. They followed Felix back into a sitting room, settling on a couch opposite him. "Thank you for what you did there. She was refusing to talk to us but you managed it. You don't happen to have children yourselves?" Felix asked. Should he have asked that? Maybe it was too personal? About to apologise for the intrusion, but stopped as Lucy spoke up.

"Yes, we do actually. We have a son, this is our first time leaving him so it's been a little difficult, but it'll be nice to go home and see him when we're finished here." Lucy said quietly, smiling through glossy eyes as she thought about how much she missed her baby and how desperate she was to cuddle him. She wiped at her eyes quickly, "Sorry, I just miss him that's all." Natsu, feeling her discomfort reached over to take her hand, caressing it softly with his thumb.

"I understand, being a parent can be hard and you never really get use to it. In time, being separated from them gets easier but they'll always be on your mind. How old is your little one?" Felix asked, it was refreshing to speak to other parents for once.

"Four weeks now. We found him on a job at just a few days old, he'd been abandoned so we took him with us and then adopted him." Natsu said, pride emanating from his being. He rather liked telling people he was a dad now and best of all he loved talking about Haru, it made his heart feel full and all the more excited to go home to him.

"Wow, that's wonderful! It takes special people to do something so selfless, I'd say good luck to you both." Felix was in awe, what an incredible thing to do for a helpless baby, not everyone would be so kind. However, as much as he'd love to talk about their children all day, they had business to attend to. "Any way, what do you think now Amelia has spoken to you?"

"Well, it sounds like it's just one man. What I'm confused about is why this person is stealing those plants from you, unless they're a mage themselves or if they're not then they must be selling them?" Lucy pondered, it made perfect sense that someone would do that. They'd see this enormous house and think they could earn the same fortune by selling the plants for whatever price they wanted. "I think the only way to find out is to wait for him."

"I agree. Where are you staying tonight? I ask because the thief only seems to come when its dark out. We have a guest house next to the plant nursery and you're more than welcome to spend the night there, if that makes it easier for you? We can provide food and anything else you might need?" Felix offered, hoping they would accept so they could be there at the right time.

"You mean it? Hell yeah! That beats sleeping outside on the grass." Natsu cheered, that should cheer Lucy up.

"That would be amazing, thank you!" Lucy said, beaming over at Natsu.

Once they'd reached the guest house, it was already getting dark. Felix had told them that he would send some food over and would leave them to it. When both mages went inside, they couldn't believe their eyes. It was huge! Natsu was speechless, even their guest house was bigger than their home back in Magnolia.

Lucy instantly ran over and collapsed onto the bed, chucking her bags onto the table and sighed in relief. Natsu chuckled at her eagerness and walked over shortly after, crawling onto the bed, leaning above her so that their faces were level. He smirked down at her pretty face, "You didn't think I'd forgotten did you?" He said as he slowly came closer, watching her cheeks tint pink as he claimed her lips before she could say anything.

The kiss started off slow, but very quickly turned heated and needy. He'd been dying to get his hands on her all day and now it was just the two of them, he couldn't help the excitement build in his stomach. Lucy reached up and tangled her hands in his hair, pulling lightly, earning her a low growl from Natsu. The sound of his pleasure made her weak, there was something so animalistic about it. She wanted to hear it again and so forced her tongue into his mouth, whimpering into him from the hot wetness. What she'd give to feel that blazing tongue all over her sensitive skin, she could feel herself heat up at just the thought of it.

She loved that they did this now, it made her feel wanted and loved by him and that was an incredible feeling. Natsu was just so hot, it was hard to think straight once he got going. He pulled back and stared into her eyes with pure adoration, her swollen lips were always a feature he dwelled on, proud of himself for doing that to her. She brought her hand down to his neck and brushed over the scar there, making a shiver shoot through Natsu's spine.

"I don't think I'll ever get use to that." She said, reaching forwards and planting another soft peck on his lips.

"I'm certain you won't be saying that by the time we leave. Not with all this free time we have, just waiting around for some guy to show up." Natsu smirked, watching her face turn pinker then it already was as she bashfully looked away from him. She was too cute sometimes, how is it someone as sweet as Lucy could choose someone as hot-headed as him? He'd probably spend the rest of his life trying to figure that one out, but for now, being in her presence and receiving her undivided attention was enough for him.

"Are you just going to keep staring at me, Natsu?" She giggled, only stopping when his mouth attacked hers once more.

This time it was more intense and passionate, it was filled with so much raw emotion a simple kiss didn't seem to be enough any more, he wanted more and so did she. Just as he was about to reach down to her jaw, they heard a clatter and what sounded like glass shattering. It was apparent that even alone, something insisted on interrupting them and neither mage was impressed. Reluctantly stopping in his tracks, Natsu lifted his head and looked around for any intruders, sniffing at the air. His sensitive hearing picked up on footsteps coming from outside.

"I think our guy is outside." He said, leaning down and giving her one last kiss on the lips. "Come on, Luce. We'll have to finish this later." He smirked at her blush, then got up and ran over to the door, about to open it.

"Wait, Natsu! Don't just run into danger like that, we need to think of a plan, we don't know who our enemy is." She exclaimed, why did he insist on running head first into things all the time?

"Huh? Lucy, it's one guy! How hard can it be?" He didn't understand, what was the problem? It was simple; beat up bad guy, get paid then continue making out until they fell asleep. Job done.

Just as Lucy was about to retort, there was a huge explosion and even more shattering glass, then they noticed a faint glow of a flickering light coming in through the window. She bolted off of the bed and after Natsu, who'd already run outside, the entire plant house had been set ablaze. Lucy looked over and saw Felix running towards them, fear in his eyes as he gazed upon the devastation.

"It's on fire! What happened, is he here?!" He shouted at them as he came to a halt.

"Yes he is, but we'll find him, don't you worry." Lucy yelled over the crackling of the fire, pushing Felix away. "Stand back, Natsu will take care of the fire." and just like that, Natsu began to eat it, sucking it up until it had been put out completely, leaving just a charred shell of the building that was once there.

"Felix! Felix!" Someone yelled. They all turned to see another man, panic stricken, running over to them and clutching hold of Felix for dear life. "S-She's gone! Amelia is missing! She's not in her bed and I've looked everywhere but I can't find her. Oh god, what if he's taken her?!" He put his head against his husbands shoulder and began to tear up, while Felix looked at him in shock, dread settling in his stomach.

Natsu walked over, locking eyes with them both, "I promise we'll find her and bring her home to you." He then turned to Lucy, "He's nearby, I can smell him." He took her hand and they ran off in the direction in which the thief had gone.

They ran into a clearing that was surrounded by trees and bushes, the perfect place for an assailant to hide. Natsu came to a halt and let go of Lucy, sniffing at the air again. Lucy was quick to notice his unease as he whipped his head around to look for any movement.

"Is something wrong, Natsu?" Lucy asked, concerned at his serious expression.

He snapped his head to her, catching on to the worry in her voice and sighed, "The girl's with him, I can smell her too. But, it's his scent, I know it from somewhere." Natsu said quietly.

As she opened her mouth to reply, Lucy was suddenly dragged behind a large bush by Natsu. He covered her mouth with his hand and shushed her to keep quiet, whilst he listened to the footsteps that were quickly approaching. Natsu wouldn't usually hide, but that smell was throwing him off, he needed to know who it was first. He cautiously peered around the edge of the bush at the man who's face had been hidden by a hood. Whoever it was had tattered clothes and looked in need of a good bath.

"I know you're here, Fairy Tail, I've been watching you." The man provoked, trying to lure them out.

Natsu, about to jump out the second he mentioned the guild, was pulled back down by Lucy, who shook her head at him. Huffing in annoyance, he remained seated, for now. It was obvious the man didn't know where they were hiding, so for the time being they had the advantage.

"I saw you both get off the train earlier and so I followed you. What are the odds we should stumble across each other again? Have you come to ruin my life further?" He snarled. Natsu was watching him through the shrubbery, he still couldn't get a good look of his face and that voice, where had he heard it before? Who the hell was this guy?

"Come out and face me you cowards! Or I'll hurt the little girl, you wouldn't want that now, would you?" The man threatened, looking around for the two mages to appear from the trees, but neither did. "Very well, what do you think would happen if I... cut off a few of her fingers? How loud do you think she'd scream? Would you come out then?" He laughed maniacally like all of this was some sick joke to him.

Natsu and Lucy both looked at each other in disbelief, surely he was bluffing? Lucy felt bile come up into her throat, what a disgusting thing to threaten! Luckily, Natsu couldn't see the little girl with him, she was nearby though. He could hear her whimpering and could only hope that she was unharmed.

"No? Fine. Then what about… that little baby of yours? How loud would he scream?" About to laugh again, but was stopped abruptly as he felt himself being choked and lifted off of the ground by a very strong grip around his collar. Yet he still managed to smirk as he stared into the piercing eyes of a very pissed off dragon slayer.

"How do you know my son?!" Natsu bellowed, watching the man begin to struggle against his hold. In his attempt to free himself, the hood finally fell down from the guys head, revealing his face.

"How, indeed…" The man chuckled, his voice strained.

Taken aback, Natsu's eyes were like saucers as he stared into the eyes of none other than Haru's biological father. "It's you!" Natsu exclaimed, his grip tightening around the still smirking man's clothes, his anger returning tenfold. "Start talking! What're you doing here?!" He brought his other fist up and set it alight, this man would pay for what he'd threatened, but first, Natsu needed answers. "Speak! Or I swear I'll scorch that fucking smile right off your face!"

Lucy had taken it upon herself to retrieve the little girl while Natsu dealt with the aggressor. She was absolutely horrified by what he'd said, so much so it was hard to think straight, but she had to remind herself that no matter what, this was one man and Haru was safe at home. Gray and Juvia were powerful mages, they would protect him if anything were to happen.

Once she'd found the poor little thing, Lucy quickly checked her over to make sure she wasn't hurt. Amelia recognised the blonde instantly and jumped into her arms, clinging on for dear life. Lucy tried to calm her down, but it was so heart breaking to see. She began to walk back to where Natsu was, stroking the little girls back as she wept into Lucy's shoulder.

She felt such empathy for the girl, maybe it was because she was now a mother herself, but seeing her in such distress held a lot more meaning then it once did. She could only imagine how Felix and his husband must be feeling, not knowing if their daughter was safe or whether she'd even return home, it must be utterly heart wrenching.

Once she'd reached the clearing, her eyes nearly shot out of her skull, her knees felt like they were about to buckle as she laid eyes upon the man that Natsu's fist was about to make contact with. He yelped out in pain and collapsed onto the ground, clutching at his painful, bloodied nose. Out of all the people it could have been, it had to be him, the man that'd knowingly left Haru to burn in that fire, the man that she never wanted to see or think about again.

Natsu looked over to Lucy, relieved to see that she'd found Amelia, but winced at the clear agony in her eyes from just being in this man's presence again. It must've brought back all of those dreaded worries and memories that she'd tried so hard to get over.

"Lucy, leave him to me, I've got this. Concentrate on Amelia, she needs you right now." Natsu said, trying to reassure her. Caring for the girl was a good distraction and that's exactly what Lucy needed.

Lucy nodded at him, but her eyes were glued to the groaning man on the floor. Her body had frozen in place and she couldn't get rid of the sick feeling in her stomach. She needed to collect herself, Natsu was right, Amelia needed the comfort of an adult, she'd been taken from her bed by the 'bad man' and that must have been so frightening for her. She stayed behind Natsu and sat down on a log, holding the little girl close, soothing her until she calmed down.

"How touching… So, how is the runt doing? Still alive I hear? Unlike my wife you failed to save." He spat the last bit, with blood pouring out from his nose as he looked up to Natsu.

"That's what this is about? You've got some nerve, the baby is none of your concern any more." Natsu sneered, what a pathetic excuse of a man, he was just about ready to singe every last hair on this weasel's body. "You left him to die, what kind of sick bastard does that to his own child?"

"That puny rat was good for nothing, he built a rift between me and my wife yet all he did was make her suffer. It was one complication after another, but I wanted to believe that by supporting her, everything would turn out alright. But it was made clear to me when she gave birth to such a feeble and weak baby, that I could never love it. He was so sickly and small, no son of mine would be so pathetic! But she chose the baby over me, so I walked away." He snarled, only resentment and bitterness with every word he spoke with no sign of compassion for the little one.

"Be quiet! I don't want to hear any more! How can you say such things? He just needed some extra attention which is exactly what we've given to him, because he deserves to be loved." Lucy shook her head in disbelief, as she listened to the man laugh at her words. What was he saying? She felt like crying but she wouldn't give him the satisfaction, not in front of him any way. Taking in a deep breath, she continued, "If you were so appalled by your own child, then why're you kidnapping other peoples? Why are you here?"

"My home was destroyed, remember? I had to get by somehow and those magic flowers I stole sold for a good amount of money, but I wanted more so I thought I'd kidnap the girl and hold her ransom. But you two have ruined my plans again." He said, slowly realising his mistake as he stared into the eyes of a very outraged and riled up Natsu. He felt all of his confidence leave him, he no longer had the little girl as leverage and no way out of the sticky situation he'd gotten himself into.

"Enough talking, I've heard enough of your crap!" Natsu shouted, "I should've done this the first time we met!"

He was struggling to comprehend how such an asshole like this guy, could produce something as sweet and good natured as Haru. It really brought home how glad he was that they'd found the baby when they did, because otherwise… well, it didn't matter now, this man was going to pay for everything.

The man instantly started cowering, reminiscent of his first meeting with Natsu. Suddenly all of his bravado from earlier had gone as Natsu stormed towards him, setting his entire body on fire. Lucy couldn't help but smile at how fiercely protective he was over their family, she felt her earlier fear fade, there was never anything to worry about.

Lucy tapped little Amelia on the shoulder to show her what Natsu had said he'd do earlier that day. Her eyes were wide with amazement, as Natsu used his magic to burn every last inch of the pathetic man until he was no longer conscious, tying him to a tree so the council could come and collect him.

"Wow, Natsu! You really did set that man on fire!" Amelia squealed from Lucy's arms, making the blonde giggle.

"I told ya I would and now the bad man will never come back." He grinned from ear to ear at her, ruffling her hair. "We should get you home, I bet your Papa and Daddy are worried about you?"

He looked to Lucy who smiled at him but he could still see the hurt in her expression, this was a totally unexpected turn of events and she would need time to run it through her head. He took her hand and they walked back to the mansion, breathing in the brisk air to cool themselves off. All of them needed a warm bed and a good nights sleep, they were exhausted both physically and mentally. However, now with the job completed, they could get paid and return home to Haru, and that was worth every single hardship they faced.

Amelia spotted both of her fathers and smiled excitedly at them, once being put down on the ground, she ran as fast as she could and flew into their arms, never wanting to let go. Natsu and Lucy watched as the little family were reunited and it was incredibly heart warming.

"Thank you so much for everything you've done! There isn't enough on this planet we could give to thank you for returning Amelia to us." Felix's husband said to them, unable to control the happy tears that slid down his face.

"Hey, don't worry about it, she's one brave little girl. The thief has been taken care of as well." Natsu said, pride emanating from him for being the one that defeated him. Although, he was a little disappointed that he'd not been a mage, all that talk and no substance. That was usually the case with people that wanted to take him on, even when they were mages, they very rarely stood a chance.

"I have your reward here actually, I wanted to give it to you now as a thank you." Felix said, passing the huge bag of money to Natsu.

"Whoa, you sure you counted this correctly? Seems a bit heavy!" Lucy rolled her eyes, typical Natsu and his blabber mouth!

"I doubled it, that's why it's heavier. You've been so kind to us all and you even befriended Amelia who I'm sure is going to be talking about you two for a very long time. She's going to miss you both dearly." Felix looked over to where his husband was standing with little Amelia in his arms, smiling and laughing. "You two have gone beyond what either of us expected and above everything you kept our daughter safe, for which I could never repay you for."

Now Lucy felt bad, he'd been so generous since their arrival that she didn't feel deserving of the extra money, but it would come in handy with Haru, that's for sure. "That's very sweet of you, but are you sure? You were offering a large amount as it is and now that your business is going down are you sure you want to double it?" Lucy asked.

"Don't worry about that, we'll get by. Family is more important, right?" Felix smiled at them before bidding them good night.

Natsu and Lucy returned to the guest house, smiles on both of their faces at the extra money. Now they wouldn't have to work for a while and would have all that free time at home with Haru, to watch him grow.

Lucy collapsed onto the couch by the window and sighed, today had been a mind fuck and that was putting it lightly. Natsu grabbed a water cannister from his bag and walked over to sit on the edge of the bed opposite her, not sure if she wanted to talk or be left alone to think. He took a few large gulps of liquid before chucking it to her, hoping it would refresh her somewhat. After what seemed like hours of staring into the abyss, she finally spoke up.

"I'm sorry I wasn't much help back there, when I saw who it was, I froze. I don't know what came over me." Lucy said, staring into her lap and avoiding Natsu's gaze.

"But you saved the girl, and you made sure she was okay, that's still helping Luce. Seeing that guy threw me off as well, I definitely wasn't expecting to see him." Natsu said, he understood how she felt, it was a shock, for sure.

"Is that really what jealousy and grief does? We've met some pretty awful people but there has always been some sort of reason behind their actions, but I'm struggling to understand his reasoning for despising his own child so much." Lucy finally looked up to Natsu, he looked so serious, this wasn't like him at all, it was probably troubling him just as much.

"There is no reason, Luce. We've all been through grief, he's obviously a very sick and twisted person, but in the end, he's the one missing out, not us. While he's lost everything, we've gained our little boy. Haru's what made us a family and that's something I'll be forever thankful for." Natsu said, he realised then just how much he truly missed his son. As nice as it was to go on a job again, he was ready to go home and he could see Lucy was too.

"I miss him too, Natsu." Lucy said quietly, smiling at him. He didn't even need to tell her what he was thinking, she already knew.

Natsu moved himself to sit next to her. Reaching out, he cupped the sides of her face in his hands with the most delicate touch, like she was some fragile piece of porcelain and gave her a half smile. She always wore her heart on her sleeve and tried to see things through the eyes of others, and he could tell it was affecting her that she couldn't do that this time, not with what that guy had done. But he admired her for it just the same, it was a quality she'd always possessed, one that'd attracted him to her in the first place.

He pulled her face in, grinning as his nose brushed ever so lightly against hers, "We have some unfinished business to attend to, Lucy." He wanted her so badly, especially after what'd happened, he didn't think he could wait much longer.

She looked deep into his stunning green eyes and smiled back, allowing him to capture her lips in a slow, passionate kiss. Instantly, they both felt every negative emotion slowly leave their bodies and were left with the tingling sensation on their lips, where their mouths merged together in a fluid motion over and over again.

He hoisted her up and carried her over to the bed, lifting the covers and placing her gently down on the soft sheets, never breaking contact. He climbed on top of her and continued to assault her mouth with his, sucking lightly on her bottom lip. Natsu wanted to venture further, to explore places he hadn't been yet. Breaking off from her lips, he made his way, ever so attentively, up her jaw, down to her ear and onto her neck, leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses in his wake.

She felt like she was in heaven, as he greedily swallowed each and every sound she made. Hearing her gasp and moan as he savoured her sensitive skin, made him want to just take her and throw caution to the wind, but he had more self-control then that, that day would come eventually. If this was how she reacted with just a bit of heavy petting, then god knows how she'd feel if he went any further.

But tonight wasn't that night, he didn't want to push it too far and so kept all activity above the collar bone and so did she. They continued like this for who knows how long before eventually breaking away and falling asleep. Lucy was nicely snuggled up to Natsu, relishing in his warmth and he was sprawled out, taking full advantage of the enormous bed.

Both of their lips had been thoroughly used and abused and their skin looked red and swollen. She was definitely going to have marks in the morning, but it didn't matter because she'd given as good as she'd got, so with any luck, Natsu would too and she couldn't wait to see his reaction at her handy work.

Hi guys, I hope you enjoyed, even if it was a bit darker, but they finally completed their first job away from the baby. There are a few things from this chapter that haven't been answered, which will be explained in the next chapter, it would be way too long otherwise. Thank you for reading!

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hollymartinswrites · 5 years ago

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Chapters: 10/? Fandom: IT - Stephen King, IT (Movies - Muschietti) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier, Ben Hanscom/Beverly Marsh Characters: Eddie Kaspbrak, Richie Tozier, Ben Hanscom, Beverly Marsh, Bill Denbrough, Mike Hanlon, Original Child Character(s) Additional Tags: Fix-It, Post-Canon Fix-It, Post-IT Chapter Two (2019), Domestic, Light Angst, Family Feels, Childhood Trauma, Adoption, Kid Fic, Adopted Children, Richie Tozier Loves Eddie Kaspbrak, Eddie Kaspbrak Loves Richie Tozier, Marriage, Eddie Kaspbrak & Richie Tozier Are Parents, Angst, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Minor Ben Hanscom/Beverly Marsh, Beverly Marsh & Richie Tozier Are Best Friends, Catholicism, Richie Tozier Has Issues, Extended Tozier Family, Medical Examinations, Stephen King References, The Shining References, Doctor Sleep References, References to Depression, Depression, Mentioned Sonia Kaspbrak

Summary:

Eddie and Richie embark on the most terrifying experience of all—parenthood. Or, the author desperately needed a domestic, family fix-it for Richie and Eddie and it turned into a much longer, angstier exploration than I expected.

Chapter XI: Eddie realizes that the past doesn't always stay in the past.

Eddie looked up at his childhood home and wondered if it had always been this dreary. The paint was peeling and darkness seemed to permeate from the dirty windows. The collar of his shirt seemed to tighten around his neck as sweat began to bead along his forehead. A movement from the front window caught his attention, and he squinted against the sunlight to see two little faces gazing out at him. His heart fell as cold fear rushed through his body.

“Tess, Lydia,” he gasped. He ran towards the front door—or, at least, he tried to run. Every step was like sinking deeper and deeper into quicksand. He stumbled, crawled, and dragged himself up to the front door, frantic at the idea of his daughters trapped in the house he had tried so often to escape. It seemed to take hours but he was finally reaching the doorknob when the door suddenly swung open.

“Eddie, sweetie, what are you doing out here?” his mother asked, a surprised look on her face.

He gasped for breath, his heart pounding and sweat dripping into his eyes. From his position on his knees, she seemed even bigger and more intimidating than he ever remembered, filling the entire doorway. She reached down and, grasping him by the scruff of his neck, dragged him into his childhood home. It stank of stale air and moth balls. His mother released him, and he collapsed face first onto the carpet. He gagged as he tried to stand.

“I’m disappointed in you, Eddie,” his mother continued. “You’re not doing a good job. I taught you better.”

Eddie managed to get onto his hands and knees, coughing violently as he looked up. His daughters, or wan, listless imitations of his daughters, were sitting at the kitchen table, an assortment of pills spread out before them.

“Tess, Lydia,” he repeated but his mother’s hand gripped the back of his neck again and wrenched his head up.

“Look at these poor girls,” she said. “You’re not taking care of them at all.”

With more strength than he ever thought she possessed, his mother flung him back down to the floor and headed towards his daughters. He tried to shout but his throat seized up.

“Don’t worry, dears, Granny is here and will take care of you from now on,” she said in a sickly sweet sing-song voice. “You just need your vitamins and proper nutrition.”

“No, wait…” Eddie managed to choke out.

He watched, horrified, as his mother poured them juice that looked eerily like blood into two large glasses. She placed the glasses before them and insisted they use them to wash down their vitamins.

“No, girls, don’t,” he gasped. “Don’t listen to her.”

“It’s horrible when a grandmother doesn’t get to see her grandchildren, isn’t it?” his mother asked his daughters. They nodded. She grinned, and Eddie realized it was more frightening than the clown’s smile had ever been. “I made mistakes with you, Eddie-Bear, but I’ll do better with them. I have always dreamed of having little girls of my own.”

Eddie gasped awake, swatting at the feeling of fingers on his arm.

“Daddy?”

He blinked and pressed his hand against his wildly beating heart. Tess was standing at his bedside, a concerned look on her young face. He shuddered and took a deep breath.

“Tess, wha—what are you doing here?” he asked.

“You were having a bad dream,” she replied.

Eddie closed his eyes and ran a hand over his face, trying desperately not to give way to tears. He counted his breaths and then, when he was ready, dropped his hand and opened his eyes. He glanced to his side. Richie was still asleep, snoring gently. He sighed.

“What time is it?” he mumbled.

“I dunno,” Tess shrugged.

He leaned over, grabbed his phone, saw that it was nearly five in the morning, and sighed once again.

“Sweetheart, you need to be in bed,” he said gently.

“But you were having a bad dream,” she repeated.

Eddie smiled reassuringly before pulling back the covers and stepping out of bed.

“Well, I’m not having a bad dream now,” he said, “so let’s get you back to bed.”

“But I’m not sleepy,” Tess answered as she took her father’s hand and followed him out of the bedroom.

“But it’s far too early to be awake,” he explained. “And you’ll just be cranky later.”

“No, I won’t,” she insisted but didn’t argue when he opened her door and led her to her unmade bed.

“Come on, I bet you’ll fall asleep in no time,” he said, tucking her in and bringing her favorite stuffed unicorn to her arms. He smiled down at her as she snuggled under the blankets. “How’d you know I was having a bad dream?”

“I saw it,” she yawned.

“You saw my dream?”

“Kinda,” she said, rubbing at her eyes.

Eddie tried not to panic. He merely swallowed and smiled.

“Well, it wasn’t real,” he said quickly.

“I know,” Tess replied, yawning again. “You’re okay now.”

“Yep, I’m okay, baby.”

“But you were sad and scared.”

“A little bit,” Eddie admitted. “But it’s okay to feel sad and scared sometimes. It never lasts forever.”

Tess peered up at her father, a doubtful look on her face.

“I don’t like it when you’re sad,” she said quietly.

Eddie nodded.

“I understand,” he said gently. “I don’t like it when you’re sad, either.”

“You get sad a lot,” she pointed out.

Eddie frowned and shook his head.

“No, sweetheart, I’m not sad a lot,” he insisted. “I’m happy.”

Tess yawned again and her eyes slowly closed before she responded, “But your eyes are sad, Daddy.”

“Richie, Richie.”

“Huh?” Richie mumbled, slowly blinking awake. He brushed his hair out of his face and squinted at the foot of his bed, where his husband was standing. “Wha’s going on?”

“Am I depressed?” Eddie asked.

“What?” Richie yawned. “What the fuck are you...what time is it?”

“A little after five,” Eddie answered, ��but seriously, do you think I’m depressed? Like really?”

“Jesus, Eds,” Richie moaned, collapsing against his pillows. “Why are you awake? Why am I awake? Come back to bed.”

Eddie climbed in but instead of settling down beside his husband, he sat up and grasped Richie’s hand.

“Come on, I need to talk to you,” he implored, nervous energy thrumming through his body.

Richie sighed and rubbed at his eyes before opening them fully.

“What’s going on with you?” he asked, yawning.

“Do you think I have depression?”

Richie stared at him, clearly still not firing on all cylinders.

“Babe, what brought this on? Are you okay?” he asked.

Eddie sighed as his shoulders slumped.

“Something Tess said,” he mumbled quickly, suddenly embarrassed.

“What’s that?”

Eddie shook his head.

“Nevermind, I’m just…” he trailed off.

“Eds,” Richie repeated, reaching his arm up to rest his hand along Eddie’s face, “talk to me. I mean, you did wake me up at the ass crack of dawn so you better make it worth my while.”

Eddie laughed and shook his head before clearing his throat.

“She said I have sad eyes,” he admitted.

Richie cocked his head to the side as he gazed at Eddie, his face softening.

“Oh, babe,” he said gently, caressing the side of Eddie’s face, “you have gorgeous eyes. I love them.”

“You know that’s not what I’m talking about,” Eddie said, frowning.

“I know, it’s just…” Richie sighed. “Alright, she’s right. Sometimes. Sometimes your eyes get a bit sad but not all the time.”

“I can’t even remember the last time I went to therapy,” Eddie admitted. “I mean, between work and the kids and everything with Tess…”

Richie sat up and wrapped an arm around his husband.

“Well, okay, maybe it is time to get back into therapy,” he offered. “I mean, it can’t hurt. And you do have a shit ton of plates up in the air. A little bit of guidance could only help.”

Eddie sighed again before shaking his head.

“You still didn’t answer my question,” he mumbled.

“What question?”

“Do you think I’m depressed?”

Richie paused as he considered his answer. Eddie tensed, somehow dreading his response.

“I don’t know,” he admitted. “I mean, I’m not unfamiliar with depression, you know that, but it’s different for everyone.” Eddie closed his eyes. Richie tightened his arm around him. “Baby, it’s okay if you are. We’ll get it under control.”

“But I don’t have a fucking reason to be depressed,” Eddie whispered. “I mean, I have fucking everything I could want, right? I got you and the girls and I just...I don’t…”

“Eds, Eddie,” Richie said, rubbing his back in gentle circles, “we both know depression doesn’t discriminate. It doesn’t care that on the surface, we’re really fucking happy. It just...is.”

Eddie nodded, trying to swallow down the feeling of guilt.

“What kind of an idiot am I though,” he asked, “that it took a four-year-old to diagnose me?”

“You’re not an idiot,” Richie said. “If you are depressed, which we don’t know if you are, it’s hard to realize when you’re in the thick of it. Trust me.”

Eddie nodded and leaned his head down onto Richie’s shoulder, exhaling a shaking breath and closing his eyes.

“When did Tess say this to you, anyway?” Richie asked.

“Just now.”

“Now?” Richie asked, raising an eyebrow. “She’s awake?”

“I put her back to bed,” Eddie whispered. “She woke me up. Saved me from a bad dream.”

“Oh.”

“She said she saw it.”

Richie’s hand stilled on his back.

“She saw your dream?” he repeated quietly.

“Yeah,” Eddie said. He straightened suddenly. “My mother was in my dream. She was trying to take the girls from me.”

“Oh, Eddie…”

“If she saw it, then she saw my mother,” Eddie gasped, fresh fear in his heart. “I can’t have that. I can’t have her...Jesus, Richie, if she can see our past than that means she can see fucking everything. I mean, I thought Pennywise was the worst of it but I can’t have the girls knowing about...fuck, Richie.”

Without a word, Richie took Eddie into his arms and pressed him against his chest, kissing the top of his head repeatedly. Eddie clenched his eyes shut and tried to will the tears away.

“Fuck,” he whispered, “I don’t want them to know about my mother. About Myra. I know it’s fucking selfish and cowardly of me but—”

“You need to stop talking, Eddie Tozier,” Richie insisted against his hair. “You couldn’t be selfish or cowardly even if you tried.”

“You’re full of shit,” he muttered.

“I am but not about this,” Richie replied, running his fingers through Eddie’s hair. “You don’t have to tell the kids anything you’re not comfortable with.”

“And if I hide things from them, I’m just as bad as—”

“If you’re about to compare yourself to your mom, I swear to God, Eddie...”

“Okay, okay,” Eddie sighed, rubbing his forehead. He allowed himself several long moments of being gently rocked by his husband, relishing the feeling of being taken care of and not smothered. He yawned. “God, I’m tired.”

“Course you are, it’s the middle of the night.”

“Not quite, Richie,” Eddie smiled. “I’d be getting up for work in another hour and a half.”

“So,” Richie said, placing his hand gently on Eddie’s leg, “plenty of time to mess around?”

Eddie laughed before he turned towards Richie’s sheepish face and kissed him deeply.

“Yeah,” he said, “we got time for that.”

Eddie groaned, rolled over, and reached for his alarm, quickly switching it off. The arms around him tightened.

“Rich, I gotta get up,” he muttered.

“No,” Richie mumbled against his neck.

“I got to go to work.”

“Stay home.”

Eddie huffed a laugh and turned in Richie’s arms, leaning down to kiss him on the side of his face.

“I can’t believe we fell asleep again,” he muttered. “We’re getting old.”

Richie yawned, stretched, and rolled over onto his side. Eddie shook his head, still smiling, and stood from the bed. He headed towards their closet when he noticed Richie’s phone still sitting on their bureau.

“I think I heard your phone go off a couple times last night,” Eddie said, picking it up.

“Mm,” Richie yawned, still half-asleep. “Who?”

Eddie picked up his husband’s phone, tapped in his passcode, and clicked on the missed calls. They were all from a New Hampshire number. Something Richie had said earlier floated through his mind.

“Rich,” he said. When he didn’t respond, Eddie stepped towards the bed and gently grasped Richie’s foot from under the covers, shaking it. “Wake up.”

“Wha?” he groaned, blinking up at his husband. “What is it?”

“The guy you contacted,” Eddie said carefully, “about Tess’s shine, where’s he from?”

Richie paused as he tried to remember.

“New Hampshire,” he replied.

Eddie lifted his phone.

“Well, he called a bunch last night,” he said, offering it to his husband. “What the hell?”

Richie took the phone from Eddie and looked down at the screen.

“Hmm,” he said. “I don’t know. I don’t know why he’d want to talk to me so bad. He was kinda standoffish when I last spoke to him.”

Eddie frowned.

“You think it’s something bad?” he asked slowly.

Richie hesitated before shaking his head.

“I’m sure it’s fine,” he said firmly.

Eddie hesitated, biting his lip before asking, “Do you think it’s too early to call back?”

Richie blinked up at him.

“You...you wanna...are you sure?” he asked.

Eddie ran a hand through his hair and thought of his little daughter witnessing just a simulacrum of his childhood and his mother and that was enough to turn his stomach.

“Yeah,” Eddie insisted. “Call him. We need to know how to get this under control and keep her safe.”

“You don’t think Tess is safe?” Richie asked, raising an eyebrow.

Eddie wanted to say that even with his mother long dead, her malignant grip could still reach his daughters but he bit his tongue. Instead, he simply took his husband’s hand and said, “Call him. I want answers. Tess deserves that much, at least.”

Richie nodded and called Dan Torrance’s number.

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softeryoons · 5 years ago

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what’s up doc(tor Jungkook)?

Fluff | Straight fluff | Cute

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Archive link - https://archiveofourown.org/works/18894274

Yoongi gets sick. Luckily, super-caring-and-amazing-pro doctor-boyfriend Jungkook is here to help.

“Babe.”

“Babe”.

“Baaaaaaaabe!”

“‘Baby?”

“My snuggly-wuggly tuggly baby boy?”

“Yoongi hyung, it’s time to get uuup!”

“Yoongles? Are you dead?”

Huh. This was going to be more difficult then it seemed. But Jungkook had a mission, bestowed on him by none other than the great gods above (Namjoon hyung, mostly). A mission to wake Yoongi up. Because, you see, they had to be on set for an interview in about 45 minutes, which meant they needed to be leaving in about 15 minutes. Which meant Yoongi needed to be awake. After a few minutes of discussion over the breakfast of cereal and toast that Yoongi wasn’t attending, it was decided that Jungkook should go wake him up. (Seokjin hyung said it was because him and Yoongi were dating, which meant Yoongi was more likely to listen to him. Jungkook said it was because Seokjin was a pussy and was afraid of the mean right hook a just awoken Yoongi could swing, but Jungkook went anyway. What was he supposed to do, say no to seeing Yoongi’s cute little nose scrunch when he wakes up?). Yet, here he was, absolutely nose scrunch deprived. Because a crucial part to seeing Yoongi up was, well, Yoongi waking up. And Yoongi wasn’t doing that, so here Jungkook stood. Standing over Yoongi, curled up under a mound of blankets.

“Babyyyyy…. please? Pwease? Pwetty pwease will you wake up?”

Jungkook was pulling out all the stops. Obnoxious baby voice, sickly sweet pout – one way or another Yoongi was waking up, whether it was because of the noise or out of annoyance.

“Yoongi hyung…Yoongles…Yoooongles!” “MMmmmnooo….”

Aha! At long last, a semblance of success! Yoongi had spoken! Well, while it wasn’t quite words, it was certainly noise. But as Yoongi began to wake up and peel the various blankets, Jungkook soon realised the reason for his reluctance. Because Yoongi, for lack of a better word to describe his cuddly, adorable, cute boyfriend, looked like shit. His eyes were red and puffy, his cute chubby cheeks were flushed, and his nose was red and runny. To his credit, it took Jungkook all of 2 seconds to get over his initial shock and switch straight into ‘super-caring-and-amazing-pro doctor-boyfriend’ mode. He dropped to his knees besides Yoongi’s bed and went to feel his forehead. Yoongi had other ideas. He batted away Jungkook’s hand, mumbling something unsavoury about mother hens and overprotective boyfriends. “Jungkook-ah, it’s not that bad. It’s just a small cold, really, I’ll be fi-”. Whatever Yoongi’s next words were, they were cut off by a violent sneezing fit into the tissues Jungkook had grabbed from the bedside table. (That’s right, he’s the one and only ‘super-caring-and-amazing-pro doctor’ boyfriend).

“No, Yoongi. I don’t know if you’ve seen yourself but like, look at you! There’s no way you’re going to any interview– or anywhere, in fact, besides this bed. Not as long as I, your super-caring-and-amazing-pro doctor boyfriend is here to stop you.” “My super-caring…what? Anyway, you worry too much. I’ll be fine, truly! Just a dab of concealer and no-one will notice.” Yoongi made a good point. It was unfortunate, then, that his good point was immediately ruined by the fact that when he sat up to drive his point home, his head started spinning and he collapsed into Jungkook’s waiting arms. “I think my point has proven.” He mumbled weakly into Jungkook’s chest, causing the younger to laugh. “Yeah, you’re not going anywhere. Don’t worry, Yoongles. We all have sick days. You lie back down, and I’ll go talk to everyone else. Be back soon.” He patted Yoongi’s head and manoeuvred him back into a lying down position, kissing him on the forehead before standing and leaving. - - - - - Yoongi hated being sick. He hated having a headache. He hated feeling sore in all his joints. He hated feeling so weak and frail. And he hated people going out of their way to care for him. Which is exactly what Jungkook was doing. He had been up and down constantly, getting Yoongi more water, more tea, another blanket, checking his temperature, and pretty much giving Yoongi another headache with how much he’s fretting. He figures maybe he should be more sympathetic – to be fair to him, they haven’t been dating for that long, only pining for years, and this is the first time that Yoongi has gotten sick since they’ve started dating. So, maybe it’s understandable that Jungkook is stressed, maybe that Jungkook sees it as a kind of ‘test’ or whatever, to prove to someone (maybe himself?) that he can, actually, look after Yoongi. Hell or high water. Or nasty virus. But Yoongi is sick. So, he doesn’t have to be understanding. Or sympathetic. And sure, maybe Yoongi did like to be taken care of in ah...otherareas (but he wasn’t a pillow princess! No matter what Jungkook said), this was getting ridiculous.

After Jungkook has made his fifth round out of Yoongi’s room and back again (no, hyung, I swear! Tae always has the fluffiest blankets, so I’ll just get you one of his, so you can be super comfortable!) Yoongi put his foot down. Well, not really. Since Jungkook had told him to lie down, he hadn’t got back up. “Jungkook-ah. Seriously. I know you want to look after me but – come on! I know that Namjoon told you that you could stay only if you keep an eye on me and make sure I don’t get worse, but seriously. Sit down.”

“But hyung, what if you get uncomfortable or start to feel worse, and I know you’re too stubborn to say anything-” “Thanks, Kook.” “And then you just end up feeling worse and I fail in my duty as a super-caring-and-amazing-pro doctor boyfriend!”

“Kook. Kookie. Baby. Calm the fuck down.”

That, at least, got Jungkook to stop. Apparently, there’s something more intimidating about being told what to do when the order is issued by a small, grumpy man lying in bed. Yoongi continued, “if you really wanna help me and be my super-caring and whatever boyfriend, then calm down, lie with me, put on that stupid drama you got me addicted to, and cuddle with me until my stupid immune system get’s better at it’s job. Actually, don’t cuddle with me. I think the managers might kill me if I get you sick too.”

Jungkook laughed at the last statement, already moving to get Yoongi’s laptop from where it was charging on the desk. “Not a chance, hyung. You asked me to cuddle with you, and there’s no taking it back. I won’t get sick, anyway. Not me. I eat oranges. My vitamin C levels are so high, they’ll protect you too. But only if we’re touching so, the cuddling is necessary, in fact.” Jungkook heard the soft laughter from the bed behind him and smiled, glad that even though Yoongi was feeling bad, he still had an intact sense of humour. He smiled again as Yoongi immediately latched onto him as soon as he lay down, resting his head on Jungkook’s chest. As the opening scenes of the episode began to play, he felt Yoongi’s breathing slow and smiled softly once more as he ran his fingers through Yoongi’s hair. - - - - - Jungkook was not smiling anymore. Oh no. Jungkook was trying to, as quiet as possibly, curse the kitchen, the universe, and the creator of chicken noodle soup for making it so damn difficult. He thought it would be easy. He thought it would be a nice gesture for Yoongi. He had fallen asleep, sometime in the third or fourth episode. Ok, Jungkook thought, time for lunch. Time to sneakily un-intertwine himself with Yoongi’s arms, (a feat in itself, but only because he had to stop and coo at every one of Yoongi’s adorable noises), then go to kitchen and get working on the 100% absolute scientifically proven cure for the common cold – chicken noodle soup. It’s easy, he thought. I’ve seen the hyung’s do it a thousand times. Just throw the shit into a pot and wait. Easy. Yeah, real easy, Jungkook thought bitterly, staring at the lump, congealed mess that was supposed to be Yoongi’s lunch.

But it’s not like it couldn’t be salvaged. Uber Eats existed. But he wanted to do this, at least, for Yoongi. Even if these were less then ideal circumstances, it was always nice to make a meal for someone you love. He could just order the Uber Eats and then put it in the pot, play off like he made it. But where would he put the already existing chicken soup-like…thing? Jungkook is pretty sure the plumber wouldn’t appreciate him pouring it down the sink – it could probably clog pipes at 20 paces. Just as he is debating on the ethical pros and cons of lying to his boyfriend about making him soup, said boyfriend appeared in the doorway.

Well, it was either Yoongi or a living, breathing blanket, which is what actually appeared. Yoongi had made it out of bed, but brought one of the multiple blankets with him, and had used it to cover almost his entire body as he walked (shuffled) towards the kitchen, only his eyes visible. “Jungkookie? Where did you go?” Jungkook couldn’t see the elder’s mouth, but he just knew he was talking in pout again. This was the kind of Yoongi he signed up to see in the morning – not the ‘I have had a terrible night’s sleep, woken up and realised I’m sick’ morning Yoongi, but the ‘I’m very cuddly and soft and have just woken up from a nice dream’ post-nap Yoongi.

“Nowhere, baby. Just to the kitchen to ah…attempt some soup.” That got Yoongi’s attention, and had him shuffling over to look in the pot. He frowned upon the sight of the greasy soup. “Is that…is that a noodle?” He asked, pointing at a blubbery, bloated pale thing. “Thank you for trying, Kookie but…maybe we could order lunch?” Jungkook smiled down at the talking mound of blankets and patted it on the head. “You’re the boss today, Yoongles. What do you want to eat?”

After about 3 seconds of deciding (obviously I want lamb skewers, Kookie. What else?), the two were sitting down on the couch and setting the same drama up on the TV. There was a moment of comfortable silence between the two.

“You know, Kook. When you’re not trying to be the best super-caring-and-amazing-pro doctor boyfriend, you’re actually really really good at taking care of people. Thank you for today.” He snuggled into Jungkook’s side, content with his confession.

“…..Just double checking, I am still a super-caring-and-amazing-pro doctor boyfriend, right?” “KOOK! Oh my god, shut up!” Yoongi hit him with the pillow, laughing behind his fake anger. “Just double checking, Yoons! Hey, ow!” Another hit from the pillow. “You’ve asked me so many times!” Another hit. “Ok, ow! That hit called for revenge!” Jungkook grabbed a pillow of his own. “Kookie, you wouldn’t hit an ill person would you? Jungkook!” Yoongi immediately went into defence, curling up under his blanket. “You asked for this, hyung!” Jungkook would feel guilty later. Now was the time for winning.

It was barely 30 seconds of playfighting before Yoongi was collapsing back onto Jungkook with exhaustion. A few more moments of silence went by, filled only with Yoongi’s heavy breathing.

“You are, by the way.” “Are what, babe?” “A super-caring-and-amazing-pro doctor boyfriend.” “Yoongi, you can’t just go around saying things like that. I could get a heart attack from the overwhelming amount of cuteness!” “Kookie!” “It’s true hyung. I’d be fine, though, everyone knows super-caring-and-amazing-pro doctor boyfriends don’t get hurt. Their too busy looking after their cute, sweet, amazing boyfriends.” “Oh, now who’s going around giving people heart attacks with their cuteness?” “Still you, Yoons. Don’t deny it.”

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