another fic. thanks to @daveysangelsposts for the idea. hope you enjoy. it's like 5:12 am here and I have not slept so sorry if it's bad y'all lol.
lovely are you okay?" vincent asks eyes full with concern at seeing his love folded into themselves on the bed. in a second at their side making sure their not hurt.
"I-my head-" they wince "- my head really hurts." they press their palm to their forehead in a desperate attempt to suppress the pain. he knelt at their side taking their face in his hands.
"would kisses make it better baby?" he runs a hand down their side. tracing small patterns on their hips. amused grin plastered on his face. receiving a weak nod from lovely and a little smile.
"how about one here" he presses a kiss to their nose
"or maybe here" one to their temple
"one here" he presses a soft kiss to their cheek
"can't let the other one feel left out" and a kiss to their other cheek
" definitely a kiss here" he kissed their forehead
"can't miss my favourite spot" he softly joins their lips
"your stupid kisses aren't working." they mumble against his lips. their eyes closed
"oh, I think they will." he chuckled kissing their eyes.
"how do I help" he asks softly.
"I don't know."
"how about I go get you some medicine with a glass of water. and while you're drinking that I'll run over to the bathroom and run you a nice warm and relaxing bath." he says softly while tracing circles on their hip. they hum in agreement and nod their head. he chuckles.
"mm thought so... okay I'll go do that. stay here lovely."
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"did the bath help?" vincent asks. tracing patterns on the small of lovely's back.
"it did. thank you." they mumble pressing their face to his chest.
"anytime, baby." he pulls them closer their legs entangled holding each other close. they fall asleep a smile displayed on their face.
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the headache came back stronger then ever. they groan sitting upright. they get out off bed and head to the kitchen. fixing themselves a glass of water and heading back to bed. they turn around clutching a hand to their chest. Vincent standing there. the moonlight framing his features. whearing nothing but grey joggers hanging dangerously low on his hips.
"come back to bed." he groans rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand.
"I just wanted a glass of water I'm coming." they tell him reassuringly.
he walks over to them gazed fixed on his love and his love alone. he picks them up and gently throws them over his shoulder like they were a bag of potatoes. taking them back to bed.
he sets them down at the foot of the bed.
"come here." he pulls them to his chest and they both fall onto the bed.
they move back into their original position. them laying his arms. legs intertwined. they're head resting on his chest. as he draws patterns on their back.
he starts kissing their face like he did before. he kisses their forehead and they feel sleep take them over. before their completely consumed by sleep they here him whisper.
does anyone have fic ideas for redacted? I want to write but I don’t have inspiration…. help please (characters specifically. Sam, Vincent, Asher, Milo, David.) please send ideas.
does anyone have fic ideas for redacted? I want to write but I don’t have inspiration.... help please (characters specifically. Sam, Vincent, Asher, Milo, David.) please send ideas.
this is my first time writing something like this so yeah. also thanks to @gavinsdeviant for the help. thanks you bestie 😊. anyway hope y'all enjoy.
After getting back from a long and tiring day at work. Asher was tired, being reprimanded by David could do that to the shifter. Walking into his living room he saw his mate waiting for him with tear stained cheeks.
"Ash? are you cheating on me?" Babe asks tears streaming down their face. Immediately rising panic out of Asher. He didn't cheat. He wouldn't cheat he loved babe far to much to ever hurt them. Although he had no idea how he was going to explain this.
"what? baby no. why would you think that?" he asks, his voice soft to calm them down. Taking a step toward them wanting nothing more then to hug them to his chest. but immediately babe backed up.
"what did I do?" he asks desperate to fix whatever he had done to make babe draw this conclusion.
"I can't do this anymore.." they say looking down at their feet.
"No. I am not letting you quit on us."
"Asher, I can't you cheated on me-"
"No. I didn't cheat babe. I love you, you.... baby you can't do this." they refused to look up at him and turned on their heel to leave. But they felt his hand on their wrist strong and steady and grounding. "babe. look at me." they wouldn't look up at him. they couldn't. why would they think this? the thought raced through Asher's mind desperate for an answer. his hand left their wrist making its way to their chin. he lightly grabbed their chin forcing their gaze to meet his.
"I-I.... I thought you did. but you hurt me Asher you really, really hurt me. I can't be with someone who hurts me.... not again." they whispered willing the tears to stop. they didn't want to leave Asher but they couldn't go through that again.
"tell me what I did so I can fix this please... please. you can't leave me." but babe didn't budge. they didn't tell him. they didn't tell him that they knew he was seeing someone else.
"if you leave me. babe you're taking away the best thing that's ever happened to me." he swallowed "you are breaking me."
"I will beg. I will get on my knees and beg. I will burn my house down. I will sell all my video games. fuck I'll learn to cook. I will do anything you ask. Babe just please tell me what I did so I can fix it." he pleaded. this was definitely not how Asher had expected his Friday night to go. standing in his living room begging babe not to go.
"I went shopping today. and I was walking around the mall when-" they stopped taking a deep breath. "-when I saw you and this girl, sitting at a coffee shop laughing." they whipped their tear stained cheeks trying their best to make the tears stop.
"I don't trust you anymore Asher. what am I supposed to think after seeing that. I'll be damned if I stay with someone after they cheated on me."
the realisation set in. Asher knew what this was about. he reached out a hand to babe, whilst taking a step toward them. but they immediately flinched. that subtle movement made him stop dead in his tracks.
"baby... I didn't cheat on you. fuck, I wanted to keep it a suprise but I guess I just have to say it."
"the girl you saw me with. her name was Sara-"
"I don't want to know her name."
"be patient babe..... Sara is a real estate agent. I suggested we meet for coffee so she can show me some of the houses. that I was interested in." he added realising babe wasn't following where he was going.
"I'm looking to buy a house. for us."
"what?" a feeling of relief washed over them. trusting that he was telling the truth. they suddenly felt foolish to think that Ash would cheat on them.
"yes for you. I wanted to suprise you." he opened his arms "now give me a hug because you scared the fuck out of me." they chuckled but wrapped their arms around him nonetheless. immediately engulfed by his warmth. he kissed their forehead. "I love you baby." he whispered. piercing blue eyes looking straight through them. he took their face in his hands bringing their lips to his. they felt their cheeks flush. Babe broke the kiss.
davey hurt/comfort 4 the david enjoyers of the world. this took me Forever to get through but here it is, my painfully self indulgent baby
thank u for being my second pair of eyes @angelnoodlesoup my brain would have melted without you :') and tagging @ejunkiet and @bicyclepainting so y'all can see the Finished Product <3 thanks 4 being interested in my lil brain baby
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Today was hard. Really hard. And now Angel was sitting on the curb in front of their place wondering where they were supposed to go. They didn’t want to cry but their eyes watered and spilled over and they just felt so hopeless. They thought about calling David but had quickly pushed the idea away. It was late, like really late, and he worked early in the morning. That along with the fact they really didn’t want him to see them crying on the side of the road. So, there they sat.
Minutes ticked by and they couldn’t help but shiver in the cold air. They thought about their coat that hung next to their door, right next to the key rack that still held their keys. After an already awful day they had somehow managed to lock themselves out of their apartment. And now they were stuck with no idea how to undo the mistake. The cold made their crying eyes burn and they just wanted it all to be over. Finally caving they pulled out their phone and clicked on the contact before hesitating and staring at it.
Davey <3
They hadn’t been together super long and the thought of calling him terrified them. It was late and they didn’t want to risk annoying him, but they didn’t know what else to do. Sniffing and sitting up straight they quickly pressed the contact before they could convince themselves otherwise. Maybe he won’t be that upset? They roughly wiped the tears from their cheeks and listened to the ringing of the line. It rang longer than they expected and their heart dropped. Its almost 3 in the morning of course he’s not going to answer-
“Do you have any idea what time it is?” His voice was edgy but still laced with sleep. Angel sucked in a breath at it and was silent for a second. I shouldn’t have called.
“Yeah... Yeah I’m sorry I-.” They said quietly looking down at the hand in their lap.
“What’s wrong.” The question, if it can even be called that, caused Angel to huff out a dry laugh as their eyes watered with fresh tears. His tone was suddenly void of the sleep it held a few seconds ago and he sounded wide awake. He wasn’t asking he was commanding, no room for them to lie about it.
“It’s just that- I just,” they stopped themself and took a shaky breath, bringing their hand up to cover their eyes as they tilted their head back, willing the tears to stop. “Can I come over?” Angel cursed themself at how pitiful it sounded. They sounded so broken, but no matter how hard they tried their voice wouldn’t steady. They heard rustling on the other side of the line and muffled cussing before he replied.
“Where are you? I’ll come pick you up.”
“David, you don’t have to I can just-”
“Address, Angel.” It was soft, but left no room for argument. Angel quietly gave him the address and they could hear his car door shut loudly before the engine started.
“I’m sorry about all this.” Angel muttered, clutching their phone to their ear listening to the sounds of his car and his breathing to keep them grounded. Knowing David was coming made their tears speed up. Knowing that he cared? It was all so overwhelming.
“Don’t apologize. That’s stupid you have nothing to apologize for.” Angel just nodded, even though they knew he couldn’t see them. Despite the reassurance the guilt was still eating away at their conscience.
Not even a minute later David’s car pulled up in front of them. They saw his eyebrows furrow even deeper when he saw them huddled on the curb, shivering, with tears tracing the shape of their cheeks. They put their phone into their pocket standing to their feet as the car came to a stop and smiled weakly at him as he stepped out of the car.
He quickly took off his leather jacket and carefully shoved it towards them, which they didn’t hesitate to put on. They hadn’t realized how cold they had been until the warmth wrapped around them again. The second they had their arms in the jacket they collided with his chest, causing their simple crying to turn into muffled sobs. They had half a mind to think about how embarrassing it felt to cry like that, but the other half was so thankful to be held while they fell apart.
“Jesus Angel, what happened?” He asked quietly, holding them as close as they could get. They snorted a little laugh that held no real humor and gripped his shirt tighter before shaking their head. David hadn’t been expecting an answer from them anyways, but seeing how upset they were? He felt his heart sag. They stood there for a second before he pulled back and examined them. The Angel he knew had so much light in their eyes it was blinding but looking at them now? All he saw was the red rimmed eyes and a painful emptiness behind them. Something he willed to go away and never come back.
“Come on,” he said quietly after pressing a small kiss to their forehead. “Let’s get you warm and in bed.”
Angel nodded before letting David lead them to the passenger seat. On another day they would have made a comment at him opening and closing the door for them. So chivalrous of you, where did my Davey go? But today they couldn’t even think past the guilt for calling him and putting him through this. It was gnawing at their brain. His eyes were so sleepy and it was their fault he wasn’t resting like he should have been.
When David slid into the drivers side he glanced over at Angel as they lazily leaned their head against the window, sadness radiating off of them. He hated it. He averted his eyes to the road again and pulled away. The drive was silent for the first couple minutes until they at a red light, causing Angel to clear their throat of their tears and look over at him.
“I know you said it’s stupid.” David looked over at them quirking an eyebrow upwards, “but I really am sorry about all of this.” They said softly looking off into the distance. David sighed before reaching over and grabbing one of their hands, encasing it within his own.
“Stop.” He ordered softly. There wasn’t any real demand in his voice, if anything it was a pleading tone. Begging them to be kinder to themself. He adjusted his grip on the wheel with the hand that wasn’t wrapped around their own and continued driving. “I told you to call me whenever you needed me. I would never be mad at you for that.”
“I know I know… you just have to be up early and-“
“And what? Were you just gonna sit on the curb all night freezing your ass off? I would have been more upset with you if you hadn’t called me.” He said squeezing their hand ever so slightly. “You’re allowed to ask for help, Angel. No matter what time I have to work in the morning. That’s a stupid excuse anyway. Especially with how cold it is. I know you own a jacket, maybe you should use it you mess.” His tone was serious but Angel couldn’t help but crack a small, teary smile. David caught it as he pulled into his apartment complex and felt his heart soar. He loved making them smile.
“It’s not that cold.” They said in a half assed defense causing him to scoff at them.
“Says the one who was literally shaking when I pulled up.”
“Am I not allowed to revel in the crisp night air David?” They tilted their head towards him and smiled a little. Laughing at their own jokes is something he noticed Angel was very good at.
“Oh shut up.” There was a playful tone in his words as he said them, the lighthearted banter wrapping around the two, warm and safe. They climbed out of the car and David lazily picked up their hand pulling them up to the third floor.
He knew Asher had been home when he left and he prayed he was still asleep. Not that he minded Asher knowing they were over, they’d met plenty of times, and they got along well. But having to explain why they were there seemed like an obstacle he’d rather avoid tonight.
They reached his apartment and entered silently, keeping the lights off so as to not disturb his roommate. Angel felt David drop their hand before he settled his tight grip onto their waist and leading them through the maze of his living room.
This wasn’t the first time they had done this, and most likely it wouldn’t be the last. Though admittedly it was the first time they had done it under these conditions.
When they got to David’s room he flipped the lights on and carefully shut the door. Angel plopped down onto his bed as he rummaged through his closet, wordlessly tossing one of his shirts for them to change into. He didn’t miss the slight spark in their eyes when they saw it. It was their favorite for whatever reason.
The two got changed, content in the silence. It was something Angel used to despise, the quiet. But with David they found it to be calming. It was like this silence was somehow different, like it was safe, something that they could welcome. He showed them how to find comfort in the quiet again.
The room went dark as Angel climbed into their respective side, only a few seconds passing before the bed dipped and they wasted no time climbing practically on top of David, nuzzling their head into his neck. On a normal night he’d complain about how they had a whole side of the bed and that there was no reason to be this close.
But tonight, with their skin still unnaturally cold from sitting outside for who knows how long, he held his comments in. He found himself wrapping his arms tightly around them instead, rubbing up and down their arms willing their usual abnormally hot temperature to return. He didn’t miss the deep inhale they took before completely melting into his embrace, causing the smallest smile to ghost his lips.
“I know you might not want to talk about it now. But… I’m always here to listen, Angel. Whenever you’re ready.” He whispered into their ear. They hummed into him before drifting off into a warm sleep. Holding them felt so sweet. Knowing they were hurting put his instincts into overdrive, but the smell of their conditioner completely surrounding his senses seemed to combat it just as easy.
His arms tightened around them ever so slightly and he blew a little air out of his mouth. Careful not to think too deeply about what was causing them so much hurt, not having the energy to dwell on it today. For tonight, all he knew was that his Angel was safe. With him. And when they’re with him, he’ll do his damnedest to make sure they don’t ever have to feel that sadness again. Not alone, anyways.
Tw- Emotional distress, references to fictional tragedy, a few weeks after Inversion took place and angst (as to not spoil what comes next)
(this is short, but I feel like it’s perfect the way it is)
Tagging these lovely people @thesunandmoons-blog @daveysangelsposts and @teaseat since you guys were looking forward to this.
Babe’s world lit up as the ward dropped and the magic fell. Everything was silent, motionless, until the crowd started cheering.
When they open their eyes again survivors are pouring out from the stadium.
A sob is building in their chest as they scan the people for that head of curls they knew anywhere-
They see David first, his head bent low. When he gets close enough for them to see him properly, he sank to his knees.
He clutched a limp body to his chest and Babe knew that this wasn’t real. It wasn’t.
Ash had made it out. They knew that.
Their heartbeat pounded through them as they too sunk onto their knees to draw Ash to their chest.
They would have this. This tiny moment of soiace-
"Babe.“
Ash stands in the doorway, blue eyes bright as he watches them hunched over themselves on the bathroom floor.
They take a deep breath in.
"I’m okay. I’ll be right there,” they give him a wobbly smile. “Hey,” he bends down, grunting at the still healing wounds on his chest.
“Don’t-”
“Baby,” he cups their face in his hands, drawing his thumbs over their cheeks. “This is hitting you hard,” he whispers, pulling them closer.
“Ash, you’re hurt-”
“I’m fine. And right now, you’re not.” His words are final, as firm as he could manage with them. They melt into him, biting back tears.
“It’s been three weeks,” they say and pull back from his embrace. They need to be there for the person they love, not breaking down the first chance they get. They hated feeling this vulnerable even when they knew Ash had seen all of them.
“I know what happened was terrible, and I don’t want to be a burden.” They lean their head against the wall to stare up at the ceiling, looking anywhere but at him.
Sometimes they didn’t know what to do, because they loved him so fucking much, it hurt. And voicing something that tender…
He was their everything and the only thing keeping them grounded nowadays.
“You,” he brushes his fingers over their skin,“ could never be a burden. Ever.”
There’s a stiff silence.
“Tell me what’s going on in that pretty head of yours,” his voice is gentle and they can’t stop the way their heartbeat picks up. A million thoughts crowded inside them and now wasn’t the right time. He hadn’t had time to heal and they didn’t want to make it any harder.
“I’m here.” He sweeps his hand down their side, resting it on their hip.
They stare at him for a moment, lost for words at something so small.
“Why can’t you tell me?” his words weren’t accusatory, not by a long shot. “I- I don’t want to say something that might bring back those memories.”
He squeezes their side, as if to say go on.
“Tell me,” he says finally.
They nod, blinking past the burn.
“When you all were,” they pause ,“ trapped, Milo gave David’s mate his jacket and I couldn’t-”
They were going to start crying again. Not here, not now-
“Hey,” they kept their gaze on the tile, swallowing against the lump in their throat.
“Babe, look at me.”
They do, albeit reluctantly, and nearly start bawling at the look in his eyes.The love in them couldn’t be compared to anything they’d ever seen before.
“When Milo gave David’s jacket back, I had never felt a pain like that before. I felt like that was all I had left of you and that tore me in half. And I knew that it was just a matter of time."
Tears start flowing down their face and they let out a pained sound. "I thought you were dead.”
He pulls them to his chest, his shirt muffling their cries as they hold onto him.
If someone told babe that in a few years they would feel like a piece of their soul had been chipped away, they would have laughed.
“I love you.” They felt Ash draw a shuddering breath. “I can’t describe to you what you mean to me.”
"I love you even more than that, Ash,” they say, sniffling.
And as they sat on the bathroom floor, grasping at each other, nothing else mattered.
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