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(i know you kinda did this already but) (also i read that one it’s super good) catra is hurt/sick and refuses to admit it and adora can 100% tell ?

Adora should have known better. Adora did know better.

The problem with introducing magic to a world that had lived without magic for so long was that magical creatures now had to learn to live around the other beings who had made the planet their home. They didn’t like sharing, unfortunately.

And sometimes they made it known.

“Shit, damn it, damn it, fuck-”

“Adora we’re all impressed by your extensive swear vocabulary,” Catra said through gritted teeth, “but maybe save the air for running.”

She was the one who sounded out of breath, and Adora was about to point it out, but a scream brought them back to reality. Glimmer reappeared beside them, and they skidded to a halt.

“You find them?”

“Yup.” She grabbed both of them by the shoulder, and they disappeared in a shower of sparkles.

Five years on, things were more or less peaceful. But there was always something ready to upturn their lives.

Today, it was an invasion of magical something or others (they were still working on vocabulary) that invaded a village and stole a bunch of kids. They had already ambushed the things once, and managed to get a few of the kids back, but there had been more creatures than fighters at the time (just Adora, Catra, and Glimmer), and they had gotten away again. Glimmer had gone to get reinforcements and look ahead while Adora and Catra scouted the woods.

Adora’s eyes were continuously drawn to Catra’s leg, though. One of the things had grabbed her. And Adora swore she’d heard a crack. And Catra was almost certainly limping, at least a little. But she refused to stop. And Adora couldn’t make her.

So they continued on, against her better judgment. Glimmer teleported them to where Bow, Perfuma, and Scorpia were already fighting off the creatures. Glimmer hurried to grab a couple of kids and bring them to safety, and Catra dove into the fight.

Adora would freely admit, if asked later, that she had been completely off her game. She took a few hits that shouldn’t have landed, missed a few hits that definitely should have landed, and wasn’t at all focused, because her eyes kept seeking out the red blur of her almost wife darting around.

Almost wife. If she did something stupid to get herself killed a month before wedding, Adora was going to be furious.

Glimmer had gotten most of the kids out, but there was one stubborn bastard using a child as a shield, making it impossible for anyone to get a good shot at him. Catra grabbed Glimmer’s arm and muttered something to her, and then they were gone, reappearing behind the creature.

Several things happened at once. Catra reared back and swung, clawing the creature right in the head. A tentacle shot out from the thing’s back, grabbing Catra as she struck, and squeezing, ripping Catra off to the side and bending her leg in a way that legs should not bend, and throwing her away as it went down, releasing its hold on the child.

“Catra!”

Adora darted forward. Glimmer hesitated before going for the child to get him home first. Catra would tell her the kid was more important, and it was best to save them all the argument. Everyone else hurried to make sure Catra was okay and guard her from anything that might attack.

“Fuck,” she hissed, breathing heavily, hands probing uncertainly at her bent leg.

“Are you okay?” Adora asked stupidly, kneeling beside her. “Shit. Someone is going to need to set it, but I can heal it.”

“I can set it,” Catra grunted. “Someone hold me steady-”

“Absolutely not,” Adora said. “You can let the healers at Bright Moon deal with it.”

“I’m not wasting anyone’s time-”

“Ugh, I knew you two would already be arguing about it,” Glimmer grumbled as she returned. “Scorpia, Perfuma, can you take care of the village while I bring these guys home? I’ll be back soon.”

“Absolutely,” Perfuma said while Scorpia nodded emphatically. “Let us know if you need anything.”

Glimmer took Adora’s and Catra’s hands, and Bow rested a hand on her shoulder. Catra groaned, face ashen, as they reappeared in the Bright Moon infirmary. Three teleports in a row was taking its toll. The broken leg probably wasn’t helping either.

“I’m fine,” she grumbled as Adora and Bow helped her onto a bed, and the healer came hurrying out to see what the problem was.

“I’m uh... gonna go get food for you guys,” Bow said, backing up. Catra was about to be in a lot more pain, and she didn’t particularly enjoy it when people saw that. “I’ll bring it to your room.”

Adora gave him a strained smile. “Thanks, Bow.”

He flashed them a thumbs up and hurried out.

Bow was right - setting Catra’s leg was a painful process. She clung to Adora’s hand, making a high-pitched noise through her teeth, claws just barely piercing her skin. It was fine. They’d be gone when Adora transformed back. She was so tired of Catra’s leg making unnatural cracking noises.

“Damn it,” she gasped, squeezing her eyes shut. “Fuck, fuck, fuck...”

“Ready for me to heal it?” Adora asked, squeezing her hand.

“I don’t need you to magically heal every bump and bruise-”

“Do you want to wear a cast down the aisle?”

That got her a scowl. “Fine. But you only get to use the wedding once. Remember that.”

Adora smiled faintly, resting her hands on Catra’s leg. A golden glow enveloped the limb, and Catra relaxed noticeably, looking more tired than pained now. It had been a long day.

She was still grumbly when Adora carried her back to their room. “So,” Adora said conversationally as she settled Catra on the bed. “Any reason you didn’t fall back the first time they hurt your leg?”

Catra glared. “Because the kids needed to be saved and I wasn’t going to ditch you guys over a little leg pain.”

“I heard it crack.”

“It wasn’t that bad.”

“Bones aren’t supposed to crack,” Adora reminded her. “Or bend the way yours did.”

“It’s fine, isn’t it? I’m fine.”

Adora sighed, rubbing her temples. She had really thought they were both passed working through the pain and knowing their limits. “Catra-”

“Don’t give me that look,” Catra cut her off. “It’s not a big deal.”

“Do you want to marry me?”

Catra raised an eyebrow. “I thought we got this out of the way already.”

“Just answer the question.”

“Of course I do, dummy.”

“Okay.” Adora took Catra’s cheeks between her hands. “Then stop being stupid and bench yourself when you’re hurt. We’re supposed to be doing better, aren’t we? We’re supposed to be treating ourselves better.”

Catra closed her eyes, sighing. “Yeah. I know. I got tunnel vision today.” That happened more than she liked to admit. Adora rested her forehead against Catra’s.

“I should’ve called you out. I’m sorry I didn’t. Ah!” Adora stopped Catra from protesting. “I held back because I didn’t want to argue with you.”

“It was an emergency.”

“That doesn’t mean you get away with running around on an injured leg. And I can’t be afraid to tell you to step down.”

Catra took a deep breath, closing her eyes, counting to five, and letting the breath out. “You’re right. I’m sorry.”

Adora pulled back to kiss her forehead. “I am too. We’re working on it. Right?”

“Yeah.” Catra smiled faintly. “Right.”

#catradora #askbox fic #Mystery Person #Sam Answers

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