A fluff fic would be great!
So sorry this took a min, I've been having a week lol. Also, uh, fluff isn't my strong suit so sorry if this isn't the best.
Being a functioning, working human being was never usually something that came hard for you. At least, not that you usually allowed anyone to see. This had, admittedly, been something your boyfriend had been trying to work on with you. Today was horrible, work was horribly busy, traffic was hell, and people sucked.
You walk into your apartment, the door closing behind you a bit too hard for it to be perceived as something normal. From the kitchen, you hear something hit the counter. The smell of cooking food hits your nose before your eyes find V, at the stove, cooking something.
"What are you making?" You ask, body slumping slightly against your doorway.
"I went shopping today, so I figured we'd have some spaghetti." He responds, voice level. "You sound exhausted. Would you like to sit down? I can take care of everything."
"No, no, I'll help." You insist stubbornly. V hums, a doubtful sound, but he doesn't move to argue with you as you walk to the counter. You spot some carrots off to the side, waiting to be cut and placed in the nearby salad.
"Careful, dear." He warns, his back to you still. You don't respond, going to pick up the knife.
Seconds later, as though to spite your stubbornness, the knife slips. The cut is small, alongside the side of your thumb, where you had been stupidly holding the blade. Without a word, V is on you. He wraps his arms around your body, holding you close, and grabbing the knife.
"I told you to be careful." He states simply. "Let me help you, my love. Please."
Despite yourself, you allow him to guide you to sit at the kitchen table. He leaves and returns in two minutes, carrying a medical kit. Skillfully, he cleans and dresses the soft wound.
"I will finish dinner. Please just wait, okay? I do not need help, and I want to do this for you. Please." He says, holding your injured hand gently.
"...fine." You relent, feeling the tiredness of the day suck the last remains of fight from your body. V hums quietly as he works. True to his word, the food is done ten minutes later without a hitch. He serves the food, and kisses your forehead.
Afterwards, the two of you cuddle on the couch watching your favorite movie. He holds you closely, tenderly, as though you are the only important thing to him. Occasionally, he will kiss your forehead, as though to wordlessly remind you of his love for you.
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Authors Note: I'm not overly happy with this, to be honest, but I wasn't really sure what you wanted from me in terms of fluff and fluff scenes are a little hard for me to write. I hope you enjoyed. Have a lovely day/night <3
