#Flik is honestly me sometimes XD

[bluemoonbeam15]

hey! i watched a bug's life in school and fell in love with it. i decided i desperately needed content for it- and you came to my rescue :) your hurt/comfort content, particularly between flik and hopper... it's just, maybe, i dunno... the best? i dunno! i just like seeing familial content, canon or not. and you nail it.

on that note sorta, this isn't really a prompt, but: do you think flik would, say, overwork himself or anything? maybe he's really stubborn about getting projects done on personal deadlines (same). your version of redeemed hopper immediately came to mind when i thought "who would throw him onto the bed and make him sleep," but i wonder if you'd think otherwise ( ◠‿◠ )

Aw, gee thanks. My writing is still a work-in-progress (and always will be) so I'm glad to know it's not terrible.

And Flik has a bad habit of overworking himself. It gets to the point where he'll fall asleep at his desk and Atta -- or whoever comes across his room -- has to put him to bed. Unfortunately, she can't exactly throw him onto the bed so Hopper does get to be the one to do that XD

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Flik shook his head vigorously, as if that would motivate his eyes to remain open. The blueprints had been finalized. All that was left was to make the prototype of his latest invention to see if one of a bigger scale was plausible. So far so good if his stupid brain would stop urging him to call it a night.

He bit back a yawn in order to concentrate putting one of the pieces together. Just as it was about to make contact, his chair was spun around to where he faced a perturbed grasshopper. "It's midnight, kid, and I'm sure you haven't slept in days. Time for bed."

"I ate a coffee bean this morning," he rubbed an eye, "I'm fine." Flik turned back to his prototype but the piece was taken from him.

Hopper set the strange bit on the desk and laid a hand over it so Flik wouldn't touch it. "You said that last night, too. I'm not giving you the benefit of the doubt this time." While the ant tried prying his hand off the piece, he wrapped an arm around Flik's chest and picked him up.

Obviously, Flik protested, "I'm almost done with it! Just one...er...two more days and I'll--"

"No, you're going to bed and that's final." Hopper didn't have to fight much. Flik's squirms and shoves barely did anything in Hopper's firm hold. Eventually, the ant went limp in his arms and glared over his shoulder. "C'mon, Bubba, you're tired. You've got circles under your eyes." Flik didn't say anything. He kept glaring in the distance, not meeting Hopper's gaze.

Hopper sighed and sat on the bed, adjusting Flik in his arms, "It'll still be there in the morning, believe me. The rest of us wouldn't know what to do with it anyhow." Flik turned his head away from Hopper, still silent. Hopper breathed out a laugh, "I swear, you're such a child sometimes."

"Fine, I'll go to bed," he responded shortly. Flik made to crawl out of Hopper's lap and onto his bed, "See you in the morning--"

"Oh, not so fast," the ant was pulled back into his arms. "The second I leave this room you'll be right back at it again," Hopper scoffed. "I'm not leaving until your eyes are shut."

Just to be smart, Flik slumped back against the grasshopper's chest and closed his eyes, "Alright, you can leave now."

"You can have an attitude all you want," Hopper pulled Flik's legs onto his lap, "but you'll thank me in the morning. Studies show that sleep helps you think better."

Flik snorted, "Where'd you read that?"

"A book called 'Common Sense'; you should read it sometime."

The ant hummed disdainfully, finding his will to resist dissipating the longer Hopper held him. His heartbeat thrummed rhythmically. Flik still fought the pressure weighing on his eyes, "Just ten more minutes," he mumbled.

Hopper laughed shortly, "You won't last ten more minutes."

"If you'd stop rubbing my back maybe I could," he retorted. It was probably supposed to come out harsher than that, but Flik's exhaustion took away the connotation. His eyes drooped dangerously low. Flik rubbed his head against Hopper's chest to try and wake up more, "Another bean will do the trick."

"Man, you're really fighting it, huh?" Hopper didn't sound concerned at Flik's resistance. It wouldn't last much longer. He drew a claw along Flik's antennae. The ant went limp again, forehead pressed against his chest and eyes falling closed. Hopper waited for a few more heartbeats before hearing Flik's breathing set into a steady pace. He was out.

Even though Flik would sleep deep tonight, Hopper carefully laid him down on the bed. The ant wouldn't have any energy to wake up now. He draped the leaf around his shoulders, pressing his forehead against Flik's, "Now I'll see you in the morning," he smiled and stepped out of the room.

And just as he had said, Flik shyly thanked him the next morning.

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