#but being all cutesie and lovie dovie

[muffindaddystyles]

OH NO BABY!!

Summary: It was Harry who swimmed in freezing ass water but someone else (his lovie) ends up catching a cold, caring boyfriendrry, a mighty bit momrry.

Turquoise chilly waves crashes against the dark coloured stones as Y/N watches her button sized boyfriend; summat all with rosy cheeks and nose, un-tattooed, wearing excessively short knickers (so tiny it shows the curves of his cute bum perfectly), being a cheeky giggly boy while shooting his swimming scenes. 

She wheezes a cold puff of breath winding her brown overcoat closer around to keep her warm but it fails to do so and she might get a scolding from Harry for being silly and waiting outside the whole time just to watch him but she doesn't care, she's extremely proud of him and comes by the sets of My Policemen once a time she gets day off her job early. 

He paddles towards her like a penguin buried into humongous coats and towels, his brows furrowing together trying to recognize her dainty self waving him quite enthusiastically from far and his face softens at that.

Shaking his head when her teeth clanks together from the gush of stinging cold breeze. 

"Lovie'," He wraps his nippy palms around her hands bringing them to his frosty lips to blow warm air, knowing she hates cold and gets real whiny from not being able to bear it yet she stood in it for two hours for him means alot to him because his assistant told him someone was waiting for him but didn't tell it was his actual sweet baby.

"How you're not a frozen chicken yet?" She asks sighing once in the heat of his given trailer and he makes an exhultant purring noise when she cups his face, lulling it left and right playfully, "Are you okay? She queries worriedly looking down at him with batted eyes and he muses a chuckle at her sweetness. 

"Baby 'm fine -- feeling hot by the way now you're inside the van." He grins bashfully tugging her closer with his knees pulled around her legs, "You better go back home .. I don't want your cutesy bum to freeze to death." She squeaks surprisingly when he smacks her ass playfully and drags her down by pulling the lapel of her coat to smear his lips against her's fondly -- heart bigger than it's normal size at her sight making his day 100x better. 

"I brought you lunch, it's on that shelf." She tells him standing at the stairs of trailer and he waves her blowing a heartious kiss her way, "Call me when y'reach, yeah?" 

"Kay, bye!" Her awfully pretty smile covets dimples into his cheeks and he just want to throw himself into the sofa piled with blanket and scream into it like a teenager girl.

Though, she keeps sneezing through whole ride -- eyes teary, nose runny and fingers twitchy not to mention her numb toes making her feel very uncomfy. Her eyes dropping from being too sleepy and lazy. 

She's about to catch a cold. 

Tiredly she drags her feet upto their flat and doesn't even pet their kitten strawberry on the way to their bedroom and when reaches it flops over blankets snuggling into them -- without even changing into comfy clothes. 

Sirens everywhere as she wakes up with a groan holding her forehead to subside the pound in it and it's feeling like blazing alarms are going off in her head making her want to puke. 

It's dark outside. She's been napping for hours. She manages to sit on the edge of bed deciding whether she should stand up to go to washroom or not for that all she could see is floating wooden floor. 

Weakly she trudges towards the kitchen filling a glass of water and pulls out a thermometer from one of the drawers -- she was too occupied in waiting for it to beep  then checking her fever that she didn't hear Harry announcing; he's home. 

She gasps quickly shoving it under her bum, "Don't you hide that thermometer from me!" He squalls rushing towards her in two big strides of his daddy long legs and her eyes widen comically. 

"I was just checking and I don't have any kind of fever!" She squeals not letting him get hold of the thermometer and he glares down at her sternly, "You're burning up, baby." He hisses, the back of his hand pressed to her forehead. 

She stands up and does a twirl for him shrugging her shoulders nonchalantly, "See 'm fine —- " Only to pass out but Harry was quick to take her fall in his arms gracefully squinting his eyes down at her.

"Yeah . . . could see how fine you're." She gives in atlast. Knowing he's going in a severe mommy mode.

"Put your arms around me — Or just fall on me, yeah that works too." She nods and let him slip his socks clad feetsie under her soles to walk them to their bedroom, he sits her down and she wails when he opens their wardrobe to get her something comfy. 

"Nooo." She bunches up into a ball as he fists her vest top to pull it over her head, "it's freezing -- 'm feeling so cold." He frowns because he's sweating his ass off from the heat. 

He sweeps her hair away from her eyes rubbing a hand down her back continuously, "It'd be a sec, pet. Then I'll warm these blankets in the drier 'n make ye' some soup, so you'd be all cosy 'n snuggly … hmm?" She's very unconvincing when sick. Wants him and just him by her side. 

She wipes her nose with her sleeve and sniffs, raising her armpits in air for him and  shivers terribly when he undressed her completely, "Oh me poor baby." He leans in to kiss the corner of her lips but she pushes him away grumpy-ly. 

"You're g'na get sick too, dummy." He pouts childishly helping her to put her legs in her fuzzy pyjamas, plants tender kisses to her ankles once covering her feet in aloe-fused socksies.

When she stands up on wobbly legs with the support of his folded thigh he almost jumps asking worriedly. 

"Where are ye' goin', missy!??" 

"To washroom." Her voice barely audible her throat achy and scratchy, "'M comin' with you." He tells her demandingly and she groans knuckling at her eyes. 

"No."

"You wanna walk by yourself? Alright, let's see that." He leaves her wrist and she gasps tripping forward from weakness -- catching the nearest furniture before the damage. 

"Moppet, stop being so stubborn and lemme take care of you … look at you, an absolute horror –-- never been this frail." He's just so caring it makes her want to cry and have a full on water-works party. He pushes her from waist to himself pecking her sweet smelling hair and takes her to washroom. 

After that he tucks her beneath two fluffy blankets and leaves her to make some soup for her and bring her medicine, "Harry!" She yowls pinching the blankets closer around her round small head and feels bad when he rushes inside in a frenzy with an utterly concerned face, serving spoon in his hand and dish rag on his shoulder. 

"What happened baby? D'ya wanna throw up? Or are you feelin' freezy, should I blow up heat?" He asks in one breath and she blushes murmuring timidly, glossy eyes still very sleepy and exhausted. 

She sneezes loudly, "I just –- achoo!! –- " Another sneeze and she messes her words horribly, " –- you — " Drool on the corner of her mouth. 

"You achoo me?" He giggles softly fetching some tissues for her and wipes her nose with them as she struggles to clean it herself. 

"'M sorry, please come back." She sighs holding in an another sneeze to avoid wetting him with her yucky stuff. 

He strokes her head for a generous moment, "It's almost cooked –- oh fuck is it burning?" He sniffs the air then looks down at her with full on saucer eyes and slaps his forehead when she raises her shoulders, "Maybe?" Thankfully not all of it got ruined and his grin was obnoxious while bringing it inside. Trying to shoo away strawberry who's pawing at the frizzes of his socks. 

She smiles up at him with hooded eyes when he hovers the spoon infront of her waiting to feed her as if she's some sort of lil baby and when she tells him it's hot he blows at it and when she still tries to make excuses he stares at her strictly, "Baby." He warns her and she obliges quickly grabbing his wrist delicately to eat and his heart jumps consciously at the fact she's still burning awfully. 

"Did you even put salt in it? It tastes like nothing."

"Please stop wasting of what's left of ye voice on complaints about soup you can't even taste." He huffs and she giggles only to drive into fits of loud coughs. He rubs her back gently and puts the tray aside when she feels like throwing up from the effect of coughs and moves the bin where she's bended over the edge of bed and his legs. 

"It's okay, hmm just let it out." He caresses her back and holds her hair away from her face -- though nothing comes out since she hasn't eaten anything from morning. 

"I hate this." There comes the first sniffle and he instantly cradles her face in his soft hands, "I know dovie' you're feeling very icky right now but it'll be better in the morning, I promise." She shakes her head coughing into her elbow. 

"I don't want to eat anymore." Her voice groggy and hoarse, he lifts her gaze up towards him scolding her with a stern frown. 

"Hey, now none of that -- you're not allowed to sleep until your belly isn't full." She groans nodding at last and he kisses her shoulder as a little reward. She isn't very bratty. Infact she's Harry's polite girl. Though, When she's he makes sure to tug her back on line but at the moment he understands that how much she's suffering. 

How much she needs him to take care of her.

Taking care of her medicines and her cough syrup he turns on the lamp laying back into heap of pillows against the headboard and spreads his knees to bunch her petite weak body against his chest and closes them when she's properly snuggled on top of him, it's one of her favourite positions to sleep in when she's sick --- clinged and cuddled to him. 

Like babies on their mommy's chest with their bums sticked out.

He tightens his arms around her hiding his face into the crook of her neck and smooches tiny kisses to her sweet spot, "You're so cute baby makes me heart-ache." 

His tranquil heartbeat never fails to lull her to sleep and his hands loving on her sides always makes her feel very warm, "You shouldn't have come to beach -- moppet. Knows your immune against cold is terrible." He whispers cheek squished over her head and she murmures sleepyly —- hands bundled up between her and his front, "Just wanted to make you feel ….. loved." Her words jumblish but full of affection and drool sticks to his sweatshirt when she mumbles against his chest. 

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Harry didn't sleep whole night making sure she's okay, making her sip her cough syrup in betweens and massaging her head but when his eyes barely dropped and the clock hit 4 in the morning whimpers and wails started slipping out of her lips as if she's in very much pain. Which infact she's. Her body shivers vigorously in his arms and even though she's sweating her fever didn't lower down a bit. 

He has never seen her in such a bad condition. 

He perches on his elbow immediately cupping her hot rosy cheek and gives it few pats crying out worriedly, "Hey baby -- wake up." When she doesn't listen his lungs felt suffocating themselves bile forming in his throat. He throws the blanket away sitting up fully and rests her head in the nook of his elbow.

"Y/N!?" He tries not to panic when she gives him no-response and before his anxiety driven self could duck down to press his ear to her heart her eyelids fluttered barely -- blue chapped lips moving slowly. 

"'M okay, bub. Don't worry ….. " 

"Bullocks. You're not okay! You can't stop shivering!! Looks almost dead." He growls angry at her and himself for not taking her to clinic soon, "You're so fucking stubborn, pet." He mutters rageously laying her gently down on the mattress and climbs down the bed to bring their coats. Almost stomping his way all around the bedroom to collect stuff. 

This time doesn't ask her if she could walk or not and glides his arms underneath her shoulders and knees to haul her firmly against his chest -- blanket still wrapped around her shivering body. 

"Shh, shh my baby. You're g'na be okay, 'm so sorry you're in so much pain." He tries to soothe her while walking down stairs of the building. 

Turns out she caught pneumonia. They had to stay two hours at the clinic for her drip and some injections for which he had to hold her down from wiggling and squirming her way out. 

Made her rest till the fever was gone temporarily then drives them back home when assured that her condition isn't worsening and right now when she's cuddled up into his side with strawberry sleeping on his thighs he nudges her lightly.

"Dovie' I love you so much but that doesn't mean you can scare the shit outta me like that." She just mewls sinking deeper into his side.

"No more set visits fo' you." He tells her seriously and she perks her head up coughing mildly and he raises his forefinger in a demand for her to stay quite, that there's nothing to argue, "You could watch me for once 'n all at the big screen." 

"Harry……" She whines tugging the hem of his sweatshirt.

"No, Harry." He pets her head down back on the pillow. 

Without saying anything she distance herself from him like a grumpy shrimp and fusses under her breath. He supresses his amused chuckles noting the silliness of this girl and drags her back by her ankle towards him.

"Come back here, you little betrayer." He gasps dramatically and squishes her in his embrace till she gives up and herself nuzzles up into his homely scented neck. 

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Fallen Ark:  Heartfelt Pause:  Part II/III

Cinder (Pyrrha): If you could join us in the living room?

* * *

Pyrrha in Cinder sat down on the couch beside Jaune as the others filed in.

Cinder (Pyrrha): I must apologize. My counterpart wants to bare her soul, and I will ask you to take it to heart.

Cinder: *bows foward, and when she sits back up has a different bearing*

Jaune: This is Cinder, now.

Cinder: *looks at those gathered, before shyly looking down*

Jaune: *gently grabs her head, lifting it up*

Cinder: I... I don't know how I can say this... I don't know if I'm worthy of it...

Jaune: Shh.

Cinder: *closes her eyes and breathes deep*

Pyrrha (internally): I believe in you. I know you want to do this. I know you CAN do this.

Cinder: *opens her eyes*

Cinder: I... ask... for forgiveness...

Jaune: *let's go of her head*

Cinder: *drops her head*

*deafening silence*

Nora: Well, Pyrrha forgives her... I mean...

Blake: She does have... a point...

Ren: Forgiveness is not so easy to give.

*all eyes turn to him*

Cinder: *appears to once again be on the verge of tears*

Yang: The hell, man?!

Ren: If you throw a frog into a pot of boiling water, it will jump out, but if you put a frog in cold water, and raise the temperature...

Weiss: YOU - BOIL - IT - ALIVE?!

Ren: It's an analogy. I doubt most of us are willing to simply give away our forgiveness...

Ren: *breathes deep*

*deafening silence*

Ren: ...but... we are far closer than we were a week ago... a month ago... My meaning is that it is already happening, but we must be aware and accepting of this. We've seen Jaune's... and Pyrrha's kindness changing you... to the point you are willing to come and beg for forgiveness. We cannot pretend that this does not affect us.

Yang: So, what, we just... wait?

Ren: *drops his head and sighs*

Ren: We allow ourselves to forgive her. We cannot force it... but must not deny it... Simply allow it to change us as it wills.

Yang: Shit, that's deep. I mean, seriously, I already hate her a lot less than I used to... and considering one of the big things we hated her for was Pyrrha... and Pyrrha... you know...

Yang: *gestures to Cinder*

Weiss: *incensed stare*

Ruby: *pulls her hood up, but only until it was flat with her face*

Blake: *ears flat against her head, eyes downcast*

Qrow: That makes it sound like I might be able to forgive MYSELF!

Oscar: *closes his eyes and breathes deep*

Oscar (Ozpin): Ms. Nikos. Ms. Fall. All of my students, or former students. What chance for success do you think we have it we let ourselves be lost to bitterness and despair?

Qrow: Does that you mean you forgive her?

Oscar (Ozpin): It is neither my place to judge her, nor forgive her. She made a choice, a choice I disagreed with. But now she makes another, another that could not help but make the world a better place. You must all ask yourself, what choice you are willing to make?

Oscar: *closes his eyes and opens them again*

Oscar: *looks about nervously*

Cinder: *changes her bearing*

Cinder (Pyrrha): Perhaps we should give them some time.

Cinder (Pyrrha): *holds out her hand to Jaune*

Jaune: *takes her hand and lets her pull him to his feet*

* * *

Jaune and Cinder walked along the street, hand-in-hand. At first it was Pyrrha, but at some point she swapped with Cinder. Jaune considered it weird that they even held his hands differently. Cinder always held his as if she was afraid he would let go... as if it were a burden on him. Pyrrha, on the other hand, gently lifted his hand up, as if she were carrying him.

Jaune: *pulls Cinder's hand up to his lips and gives it a kiss*

Jaune: I can't believed this happened?

Cinder: *nervous utterance*

Jaune: At this point, even without Pyrrha, I would feel the same way for you.

Cinder: *stops in her tracks*

Cinder: *looks about in a panic*

Jaune: *pulls her in for a hug*

Pyrrha (internally): Ask yourself, who are you afraid of?

Cinder (internally): Who - do - you - think?!

Pyrrha (internally): Yourself.

Cinder (internally): *screams*

Cinder: *heady breathing*

Cinder (internally): How could I let myself get seduced by this doe-eyed boy who's comically oblivious to the world?..

Pyrrha (internally): *holds Cinder by her hands*

Pyrrha (internally): Because you wanted to.

Cinder: *starts shaking violently in Jaune's arms*

Jaune: *holds her tighter*

Cinder: *breathes heavily*

Jaune (whispering): I'm not going to let you go.

Pyrrha (internally): And he not does lie. Look me in the eyes.

Cinder (internally): *looks Pyrrha in her eyes*

Pyrrha (internally): If he promised to stay with you, he will. In his heart he might as well have proposed.

Pyrrha (internally): *screeching*

Cinder (internally): Was that entirely necessary?!

Pyrrha (internally): HE PROPOSED TO ME!

Pyrrha (internally): *develops a glassed over look*

Cinder: *sighs*

Jaune: Care to tell me what's going on in there.

Cinder: Pyrrha... I mean... did you... mean it?

Jaune: *let's go of Cinder*

Jaune: Probably, but you're going to have to be more specific.

Cinder: Did you mean it when you said you were not going to let me go?

Jaune: Uh, yeah, obviously.

Pyrrha (internally): *shrieks*

Jaune: What am I going to do, throw you back into your old life? You spent your entire life without any kindness? I saw how bitter and alone you were... I won't do that to you... Unless you return to your old ways.

Cinder: I couldn't! Yes, I enjoyed the power, and the thrill, but now that I have you... I...

Pyrrha (internally): So, he means more to you than anything in the world?

Cinder: *falls to her knees*

Cinder: Yes...

Jaune: I should spank you two...

Jaune: *sees Cinder's head turn up, with Pyrrha's eyes looking at him*

Cinder (Pyrrha): *clears her throat*

Cinder (Pyrrha): So, he means more to you than anything in the world?

Jaune: Ah.

Jaune: *grabs Cinder's chin, and gently pulls her to stand up*

Jaune: Cinder.

Cinder: *cinder's eyes look back at Jaune*

Cinder: She did have something to add.

Cinder (Pyrrha): *looks Jaune in the eyes*

Cinder (Pyrrha): If you could let got for a moment.

Jaune: *let's go*

Cinder (Pyrrha): *closes her eyes and breathes deep*

Cinder (Pyrrha): So, just to be clear, you want us?..

Jaune: Yes?..

Cinder (Pyrrha): *clears her throat*

Cinder (Pyrrha): And you do not want to let us go?

Jaune: *nods*

Cinder (Pyrrha): *clears her throat*

Cinder (internally): ASK HIM ALREADY!

Pyrrha (internally): I AM TRYING. Did you want to ask him?

Cinder: *stares Jaune in the eyes*

Cinder: Until death do you part?

Jaune: Uh, yes?

Pyrrha (internally): Let me tell him!

Cinder (internally): Be quiet, you had you chance.

Cinder: For richer and poorer?

Jaune: Uh?..

Cinder: In sickness and in health?

Jaune: . . .

Cinder: So, you proposed to us.

Jaune: That is... what it sounds like... isn't it?

Pyrrha (internally): *screaming*

Jaune: Well, I did not mean to propose, but it seems like I did...

Cinder: *heady breathing*

Jaune: ...and I meant every word of it.

Cinder: *falls to her knees*

Pyrrha (internally): *screaming*

Cinder: *screaming*

Jaune: *nervously moves his hand towards Cinder's shoulder, and stops*

Jaune: Uh?..

Cinder: Pyrrha is just... a little... excited... to hear this...

Pyrrha (internally): Don't pretend like it's not you, too. I can feel your heart THROB as if he were playing our heart strings like drums.

Cinder (internally): That metaphor made ABSOLUTELY NO SENSE.

Pyrrha (internally): Oh, sorry, I'm just a little distracted by the love of my life PROPOSING TO US!

Cinder *breathes deeply*

Cinder (internally): I suppose you are right.

Cinder: *clutches her heart, feeling it throb with every heart beat*

Cinder: *looks up at him with a biting gaze*

Cinder: We're not going to let you backtrack on this. You want us?!

Cinder: *stands up and stares him deep into his eyes*

Cinder: Well, you have us! Forever and ever, until death, and taxes!

Cinder: *breathes deep and closes her eyes*

Cinder: *opens her eyes, with Pyrrha's eyes staring at Jaune*

Cinder (Pyrrha): To have and to hold, to honour and obey, for richer and poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do we part.

Cinder (Pyrrha): *curtseys*

Jaune: *makes to say something, but pauses*

Jaune: Cinder?

Cinder (Pyrrha): *breathes deep and closes her eyes*

Cinder: *opens her eyes and stares into Jaune's*

Cinder: I apologize if this sounds a bit insincere. This is my first time... being all lovie... and dovie... and cutesy...

Pyrrha (internally): *hugs Cinder from behind*

Cinder: *breathes deeply*

Cinder: *clears her throat*

Cinder: To have and to hold.

Cinder: *takes a breath*

Cinder: to honour... and wait, I have to...

Pyrrha (internally): You know you want to say it.

Cinder: *breathes deep*

Cinder: To honour and obey. In sickness and health and rich and poor and forever and ever until we die. And you'd better appreciate it.

Jaune: *breathes deep*

Jaune: *steps forward, gently cradling her face*

Jaune: To honour and cherish, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, until death do we part.

Jaune: *kisses Cinder passionately on the lips*

Pyrrha (internally): *unending screaming*

Cinder: *stares into his eyes*

Cinder: It seems like she's going to be out of it for a while... so... for the time being... you're stuck with me.

Jaune: I pledged to both of you, not just one.

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