David deadass went “what am I gonna do with you” looking at his sleeping mate on the couch knowing damn well he had a ring hidden somewhere. Like bitch no way.
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It was almost comical for David to see Sweetheart melt under Angel’s gentle ministrations. Sure, he and his mate had the advantage of knowing Sweetheart beyond their work and the persona they had created around it, but that relationship didn't erase Sweetheart’s brusqueness.
As a fully certified stealth, Sweetheart housed more magical potential in their body than Angel probably could’ve truly comprehended. They mastered each type of elemental and energetic power while honing their illusionary specialty into absolute excellence. Those skills were not just for show; every day, Sweetheart put their magical skills into practice while working as a Department Investigator, doggedly helping to protect the empowered population, often putting themselves at risk to preserve safety, justice, and covert.
If their magical prowess and professional life weren’t intimidating enough, Sweetheart was a bit of a tough cookie. And that was putting it mildly. Their generally stoic expressions were easily misinterpreted as anger. Their confidence often masqueraded as off-putting vanity. Their guarded nature frequently showed up as dismissive sarcasm or brusque abrasiveness. Their goal-oriented mindset had a tendency to veer into ‘obnoxious workaholic’ territory. Between their skills, strength, and attitude, Sweetheart was, for all intents and purposes, the definition of intimidating.
And yet, here they were, in all their intimidating glory, completely subdued as they hovered over the cusp of sleep. Sweetheart was practically being tucked into bed by none other than Angel, an unempowered human. David smothered a smile at the mere thought.
Well, at least he wasn't the only hardass Angel managed to charm into a soft, formless puddle of vulnerability.
Good to know that being a playful werewolf guarantees the individual being severely averse to opening the door for the pizza guy, going so far as to transform into a wolf to avoid doing so.
Thank you Erik, I'm pleased to know that is consistent in any universe, no matter who the person is 🥰
P.S. Fun to see that being an Alpha guarantees the leader to at least be known to be grumpy regularly enough to be a trait about him (its rough out there being an Alpha)
Also, I'm curious to know if the pizza guy was that universe's Guy, Huxley, or just some dude. Maybe we'll never know 🤷🏾♀️✨️
Edit: thanks to @milogreer for pointing out it is in fact Guy!
being moon bound during a summer solstice was never fun, but vincent was having an especially bad time. luckily for him, david was here to help.
vincent may be a tad out of character, so sorry in advance if he sounds a little weird!
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solstices were never easy. especially summer solstices when you were moon bound. david and vincent knew this all too well. they had both gone through many solstices before they started dating, and this wasnt even their first together. that didnt change how much they sucked though.
vincent was having an especially bad time. if you asked him today, he would absolutely say this was the worst hes felt in his entire (undead) life. he was hot, he had a headache, his whole body was achy, and worst of all he was so hungry that he thought he was going to die of starvation at any moment.
perhaps he was being a tad dramatic, but he certainly didnt feel good.
he thought he was alone in his home. he was simply going to suffer in his nice plush bed, withering away to nothing and perhaps quietly crying to himself until sleep overtook him. that wasnt the case however. in his moment of pain and discomfort vincent must have missed the door to his home opening and a familiar wolf entering.
vincents lack of awareness bit him in the back when his bedroom door opened, making the vampire jolt upright with all of the strength he could muster. even in his current state there is no way he was going to go down without a fight. luckily for him there was nothing to worry about and the “intruder” was a much more welcome guest than he initially thought.
“david?” vincent said quietly.
“jumpy much?”
david gave a strained smile, clearly dealing with his own issues this solstice. the smile was appreciated though and vincent slowly started to calm down from his previous state of panic.
“what are you doing here?” vincent asked.
david shrugged, kicking off his shoes and coming to sit next to vincent.
“thought we could both use the company on a day like this.”
at the response, vincent flopped back against his bed, looking anywhere but david. his previous discomfort was coming back quickly, but now with david here there was an added layer. dont get me wrong, vincent was happy for the company, misery loves company and all that. but his hunger was starting to overtake him, and even though his senes were not the best on the solstice david was starting to smell like quite the treat.
out of the corner of his eye, vincent saw david raise an eyebrow at him. vincent huffed and raised his own eyebrow at david.
“what?”
“are you alright?” david asked as gently as he could muster.
vincent made a displeased noise. “as alright as i can be given the circumstances.”
“well obviously. but it seems like its more than that.”
vincent sighed. david was bound to know one way or the other. he might as well come clean now. his very tasty partner could possibly help even. one way or the other.
“the solstice is kicking my ass… and… i havent eaten in a while so-“
vincents words were cut off with a displeased noise from david.
“take a bite.”
he spoke quickly, adjusting his shirt so vincent could get a better angle of his neck.
“you dont have to do this, i know the solstice has gotta be kicking your ass too.”
“it wasnt a request.”
with a very brief pause for vincent to contemplate this decision, he say up and buried his face into the werewolf’s neck.
“thank you david.”
with his quiet mumble vincent sunk his fangs into the other mans neck. the taste of his blood was enough to make the vampire go mad and for once on this horrible day a feeling of comfort washed over him.
davids hands came to rest on vincents back comfortingly. weather it was for his or vincents comfort was unknown but they stayed like that, holding each other for much longer than was necessary for vincent to feed.
more than just getting a drink from his lover, the comfort of being in each others arms was enough to make this day just a bit better.
Rating: T; WC: ~16K over 5 chapters; Characters/Pairings: Milo/Sweetheart, David/Angel
Summary: Almost two weeks after the Inversion have passed, and Milo and Sweetheart are struggling. Milo is suffering from the physical and mental consequences of his sacrifice, fretting over his health and future with the pack. Meanwhile, Sweetheart is trying hard to manage caring for Milo, working their intense caseload at D.U.M.P., and processing their own trauma from the Inversion, all while somehow keeping Milo’s true condition a secret. David and Angel decide it’s time for an alpha house call to remind their packmates it’s okay to ask for and to accept help.
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Tags: Drama, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Love, Support, Trust, Communication, Friendship, Fluff, Banter, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Guilt, Relationship Growth, Memories, Trauma, Healing, Character Growth, Happy Ending, Post-Inversion, Sick Milo, Caretaker Sweetheart, Alpha-Mate Angel, Alpha David, MVP Aggro, Angel and Sweetheart are Besties, David and Milo Reconcile, Sleep, Helpful Intervention, D.U.M.P is a Toxic Workplace, Pack Dynamics, Pack Bonding, Gender-Neutral Angel, Gender-Neutral Angel
Note: Hello, Redacted Fandom! Today, I bring you a celebration of the friendship trajectories between these amazing characters. Credit where credit is due: The prose excerpt Sweetheart reads to Milo in the epilogue is from <em>The Count of Monte Cristo</em> by Alexandre Dumas. Thank you for reading! Any and all feedback is welcome and cherished.
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