Ubbe Drabble
Prompt 27
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You were in the training yard, alone, trying to lose yourself in the rhythmic ‘thump’ of ax after ax hitting the target. You were having trouble though, missing the center of the target more often than not. You were distracted by the very worries you had been trying to hide from.
“(Y/N)” Ubbe’s voice suddenly came from somewhere behind you. In your shock you accidentally dropped the ax you were holding as you turned to face him. The blade manged to catch your hand as it fell.
“Ah.” You hissed in pain and looked quickly down at your hand which was now bleeding. Ubbe saw what happened in the same moment you did and closed the space between you in a flash.
“(Y/N), I’m sor-”
“It’s alright, I’m alright.” You interrupted him pulling away from him and putting pressure on the cut with your other hand. Ubbe tried to pull you back to him with a hand on your arm.
“Let me see it.” Ubbe tried to get a look at the cut so he could help. You knew that he only wanted to help, but right now you were not in a place to face anyone right now. The idea of Ubbe worrying over you was even less appealing.
“I can take care of it myself.” You huffed. Turning away you walked toward the water so you could rinse your hand.
“(Y/N), just let me help you.” He called after you as he followed.
“I said I can handle it.” Ubbe sighed at your expected response. He had known you for far too long to not understand why you were acting like this. He also knew that this was not about your hand, but about what was going on with your sister. He jogged to catch up to you so that you that he could run up in front of you and stop you by placing his hands on your shoulders.
“(Y/N) stop and look at me for a moment.” You were forced to face him as he spoke. “I know that you think you always have to be the strong one, but sometimes it’s okay to let someone else take care of you. That is all I’m trying to do, so please let me take care of you.” He was earnest and you knew then that he was not just talking about your hand. You held your breath for a long moment before sighing and finally giving in, nodding at him. Ubbe felt relief as he guided you to the water. You both sat down on stools and he held your injured hand gingerly in his. He spoke as rinsed your hand.
“Look, we both know that what your feeling, and you pushing me away just now. They have nothing to do with this.” He gestured with a nod of his head at your hand. “We both know this is about you sister, about her being sick and you fearing for her life.” Ubbe spoke the truth and hearing it out loud made your throat suddenly tighten and tears start to sting at your eyes. “But I know that is not everything so what else is hurting you?” As Ubbe finished rinsing away the blood, he found that the injury was not as bad as believed and reached for cloth to wrap it in. You took the moment to piece together a proper answer to his question.
“I feel useless.” Your words caused Ubbe confusion which was evident in the look he gave you. “I’m used to having an enemy to fight, used to solving my issues with an ax and protecting those I love with a sword. My sister though... she is sick and there’s nothing I can do to help her. I cannot fight her illness for her, I cannot protect her from it, I cannot do anything.” You fought against the tears that were threatening to fall. Ubbe had finished wrapping your hand as you spoke. He then took it between both of his and looked up to meet your eyes.
“I cannot imagine how that must feel, and I am sorry that I cannot change the way things are. I want you to remember this though your sister has the same strength in her that you do. I believe that she can fight this, I believe that she will be well again. You are one of the strongest people I have met and so is she.” You listed to him trying to take his words to heart, to let them give you some comfort.
“Thank you Ubbe, I hope that you are right.” He reached over to wrap and arm around your shoulders as he pressed a soft kiss to your temple.
“Now, come.” He stood holding his hand out to you. “We should get you to a proper healer to look at your hand and then we will go to see your sister. Let her know that she is not fighting alone.” You nodded, before taking his hand as he pulled you up from the stool.