Cabin in the Woods | Valdryn (punk!au)
Word Count: 1.4k Prompt: “Alone in a cabin in the woods and there are strange noises outside.” Requested by: Anonymous a/n: Gosh it’s been so long since I wrote Valdryn. I missed themmmm. Thank you for the request!
“Jesus V, look at this place,” Aev exclaimed, throwing her arms open wide as she circled herself, gaping up at the massive -- if you could even call it a cabin -- cabin.
“You like it?” he asked, a pleased grin crossing his face as he followed her in, carrying their luggage.
“It’s amazing!” she exclaimed with a laugh, practically running up the stairs to the loft overhead.
“Only the best for you, dove,” Valdo replied, leaving their suitcases by the door to ascend the stairs after his wife, finding her already sprawled out on the massive bed, a content smile on her face, her messy curls disheveled around her head like a halo.
“It’s too perfect, I might never want to leave,” she teased as Valdo crawled across the thick comforter to her, caging her in with his arms as he leaned over her for a kiss, his hands beginning to wander.
“Mmm me either,” he admitted, grinning against her lips, kissing her languidly before pulling back.
“Why don’t you get settled in while I get a fire going and start on dinner,” Valdo suggested, much to his wife’s dismay, judging by the soft whine that left her lips, followed by an adorable pout. “Hush now,” Valdo chuckled, giving her one more peck to the lips, “we’ll have all night for that, pet.”
His words seemed to mollify Aevryn and she bounced off the bed after him to retrieve their luggage and begin unpacking.
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After dinner Aev stood at the window watching the sun sink below the horizon; the dark silhouette of the mountains backlit by the fading pinks and oranges of the setting sun, giving way to the inky star speckled blackness above.
“Gosh this place is beautiful,” she mused, accepting the glass of wine Valdo held out to her and leaning into his side as he came to join her.
“I feel like I’m in Twilight,” she joked, getting a laugh from her husband.
“Well, we’re not far from Forks,” Valdo pointed out, taking a sip from his glass.
“Team Jacob, all the way,” Aev said as Valdo rolled his eyes.
“And here I thought you had better taste, sweetling,” Valdo quipped with a cheeky grin. “Team Edward, clearly.”
Aev laughed as she took Valdo’s hand, pulling him back to the couch. “Maybe now that R.Pattz looks like that,” she mused as Valdo plopped down and she crawled into his lap. “Now, where were we earlier?” she asked, slipping her arms over his shoulders.
“My, my, needy aren’t we, darling?” he asked, setting his glass next to Aev’s lest he end up with wine on him as her mouth sought his neck.
“I thought that’s why we came out here in the first place, V,” she replied, kissing back up along his jawline to his ear. “What’s a secluded romantic getaway without the sex?” she teased, bringing a soft groan to her husband’s lips.
“You mistake me, love,” he drawled with a grin, “I quite like it when you take charge.”
Just as he drew his arms around her, pulling her closer, he froze. “Did you hear that?” he asked, jerking upright, his eyes going to the window.
“Hear what?” Aev asked, only pausing long enough to pull the collar of his shirt open further, bending forward to plant her lips to his chest.
Frowning, Valdo grabbed her arms, stopping her, but this time she too heard the soft scratching along the window.
“Okay, I heard that,” she said, her head swinging toward the sound.
For a long moment neither of them moved, both straining their ears. Just as they thought it might’ve just been the wind, beginning to once more relax, a soft thud could be heard from the roof.
“Valdo,” Aev exclaimed, a hint of fear in her voice and she slipped off his lap as he got up, reaching for the heavy brass fire poker near the hearth.
“Don’t, uh, don’t worry, darling,” Valdo replied, turning to give her a reassuring smile that only trembled slightly. “I’m sure it’s probably only an animal of some sort.”
Aev looked doubtful, but followed Valdo to the window to peer out into the darkness, flipping on the outside lights. “Do you see anything?” she asked, holding onto his arm as she scanned the lit area.
“No, I--” Valdo’s answer was cut off by a blood curdling shriek from the other side of the cabin and they both jumped, holding onto each other for dear life.
“What was that?” Aevryn cried, her heart ready to pound out of her chest.
Taking a fortifying breath, Valdo straightened in an attempt to soothe his wife’s fears. “It could still be an animal. I’ve heard rabbits have been known to scream when attacked, sounding chillingly… human,” he rationalized.
“You think that was a rabbit?” Aevryn asked skeptically.
Before Valdo could answer, the sound of pounding against the outside walls filled the air, coming from all sides at once and the pair shrieked again, Aev burying her face in Valdo’s chest.
“Did the website happen to say this place was haunted when you booked the reservation or did you fail to mention that part?” she exclaimed as her husband’s grip on her tightened, eyes warily watching the windows and the pounding suddenly stopped.
“No, this place is new, only built within the year,” he countered weakly.
“Oh, great, so it’s more likely it’s some band of psycho killers wearing masks over their heads come to torment and kill us,” Aev muttered.
“That… that’s not going to happen,” Valdo exclaimed, trying to strengthen his voice. “I’m going to call the police.”
As he reached for his phone movement at the dark window caught his eye and then suddenly a grinning face appeared, accompanied by a loud bang sending Valdo rearing back, he and Aevryn both screaming in surprise once more.
However, moments later, muffled laughter could be heard outside and Valdo’s alarm turned to a mix of annoyance and murderous rage as he realized it was only Jaskier. Rounding of his wife, he gave her his most unamused glare.
“And I suppose you knew nothing about this?” he asked as she fought back a relieved laugh.
“What, Gods no!” she cried, holding up her hands in innocence. “I was just as scared as you were,” she exclaimed when he merely looked disbelieving. “Feel my heart, V, it’s racing,” she continued, taking his hand to place over her chest and finally his scowl disappeared.
“Then how the hell did they know we were here?” he wondered, following his wife to the door to let their friends inside.
“I may have mentioned we were taking a trip,” Aev admitted as she tugged open the door, “but I didn’t tell them where.”
“I have my ways,” Yennefer intoned cryptically as she swanned inside, followed by Geralt and [y/n]; Jaskier bringing up the rear.
“You should’ve seen your faces!” he exclaimed gleefully, throwing his arms wide as soon as he passed the threshold.
“Yes, you definitely scared the piss outta us,” Aev replied wryly as she hugged him. “But you do know what that means,” she replied meaningfully.
“Oh, I’d love to see you try to best me,” Jaskier laughed. “Bring it on Swift!”
“Swift-Marx,” Valdo grumbled under his breath as he shut the door and joined the others in the living area. “So much for our romantic getaway,” he said, wearing a long suffering, if somewhat disappointed look. “Now it’s more of a… group slumber party,” he groaned as Aev patted his shoulder, his disappointment echoed less prominently in her sea green eyes.
“Don’t worry Valdo,” [y/n] cut in with a warm smile. “We have our own cabins, so you’ll still have your privacy.”
At that Valdo’s expression brightened considerably, and he joined his wife by the armchair across from the sectional, pulling her into his lap.
“Well, that certainly changes thing,” he quipped, flashing Aevryn a wink, who grinned back shamelessly while Jaskier made a face.
“Who’s up for some cards?” [y/n] announced with a clap, in an attempt to segue to other topics, reaching for a deck of cards from her bag.
“Oh, by the way, Pankratz,” Valdo said suddenly, drawing Jaskier’s attention, his eyebrows climbing. “We accept your challenge.”
At this Jaskier’s boyish grin returned as he stared down his best friend and her rather haughty husband. “Perfect, but just so you know, it may be hard to get the jump on me with Geralt as my bodyguard this weekend,” he exclaimed.
“Oh no, I’m having no part of this,” Geralt grumbled, picking up the cards [y/n] had dealt him. “You’re on your own, Jask.”
Jaskier’s confident grin faltered and he began to sweat in earnest at the alarmingly devious smile on Aev’s face, echoed smoothly on Valdo’s, and he swallowed, quickly picking up his cards.
“Wh-who’s turn is it, hmm?”
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