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“Both my moms.”
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@nikolamagnus
❝ good grief, you truly are your mother’s son. ❞
“Both my moms.”
❝ yes. it…sometimes it comes back to me and it’s…inescapable. i’ll be alright. ❞
“Mama, have you talked to anyone about what happened?”
“I used the drone Henry made for me and some Nubbin poop. The mean people are gone now, mama.”
doctorofasskicking:
@nikolamagnus from x
❝ oh, you know, just…a LONG day at the office. ❞
“Yeah, see-- I’d believe that if Mia hadn’t told me you’ve been up in your room since noon.”
doctorofasskicking:
@nikolamagnus from x
❝ i…just…it was ashley, darling, that’s all. ❞
“---Was it a flashback of that day, or somethin’ else?”
"There's nothing here. You're safe." {nikolamagnus}
❝ i…i’m SORRY, sweetheart. it was just a nightmare, i assure you i’ll be fine. ❞
“Hey, hey no. You’re not apologisin’ for that.” he moves over, sitting beside her and hooking an arm around her shoulders.
“Tell me. I ain’t leavin’ you alone.”
"Are you crying? Come here. Let me hug you." {nikolamagnus}
❝ a hug sounds like just what the doctor ordered right about now. ❞
And cue a pair of strong arms wrapping around Helen, squeezing her briefly as he drops a kiss to her head.
“What’s up, mama? What’s happened?”
MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA MAMA
“Hello my darling boy.”
“Hi.”
“I want my mummy!”
“Hi, old man.”
“Hey, mama.”
“Henry said I gotta do the muckin’ out.”
He's just going to sit poking her 'til she responds. He's missed her, yes he has.
She just gets very still and counts to three before pouncing on him, tickling him and peppering little kisses to his hair. “I can still take you down, Nikki boy.”
He’d say he minds being ‘attacked’, but he really doesn’t. He laughs, wrapping her arms around her and giving her a squeeze.
"I caught me a Sam I am.”
She’s just let out a very non-Helen like noise. “Nikola!”
“Mother!” Nikola teases when he finally sets her down on the sofa. Before he joins her, he leaves a little kiss on her head, grabs a book and a blanket. Settling beside her; he covers them up and motions her closer.
“You’re sittin’ with me and we’re gonna look at this book.”
helenxmagnus:
She’s feeling sorta lonely, but she doesn’t know how to say it so she’s just going to bury herself in work.
He’s spied her and no, he’s not letting her do this alone. So what does he do? If you said warn her you’re wrong! He’s just paced right on over and scooped her up into his arms, heading off to the library wordlessly.
She heaves a sigh & relents, because really, how can a mother anyone resist? “Do you ever f e e l as if, you’ve stolen someone else’s life?” She doesn’t refer to it in the first person, as if somehow she can dissociate herself from the problem.
Nikola thinks for a moment as he holds onto her. She’s asked him a very valid question and it doesn’t take a genius to figure out who she’s talking about. They’re both in the same boat - she’s standing in for a lost mother and he a lost child -- though both know they’re not a replacement, it’s hard to not feel how she’s describing.
“A few times, but I try not to let it get the better of me.”
[He's come back from work after three weeks and Nikola's just pulled her away from her work and to sit where he can give her a cuddle.]
She’s smiling as she gratefully leans into him. “Hello there baby boy.”
He drops a kiss to her head, giving her a gentle squeeze and staying still a moment.
“Now, Henry’s been tellin’ me you ain’t moved out of this lab much since I left. That means you’ve been overworkin’ yourself. Are you gonna tell me what’s on your mind or do I gotta do the whole cuddlin’ and not letting go until you tell me thing?”