can you please write something for mogens, there's literally NOTHING on here for him and it is KILLING ME! i need more content of my babygirl! 😭😭
i understand youuuu
mogens is one of my hear me out HAHAHAHA thanks for you request!
sorry for the delay
hope you like it <3
and why are you with him? — mogens x fem!reader
fluff, fluff, fluff, short
The warm rays of the sun finely passed through your curtains, your body was wrapped in thick sheets thanks to the intense cold.
And it's supposed to be the warmest season.
You started to move, causing the sheets beneath to wrinkle more. Unconsciously you placed your hand on the empty side of your bed, feeling the coldness. Little by little you opened your eyes, being greeted by the soft rays of sunlight that passed through the window to be quickly replaced by a large grey cloud leaving the room somewhat dark again.
You pulled the blanket over your body receiving the coldness of the morning.
Grabbing your robe and tying the two ribbons around your waist, the sound of your feet sliding on the wood creaking lightly as you headed to the bathroom.
The warm water started to flow and soak your cold skin, a relaxed sigh left your lips.
You were successful in your little business, you were considered beautiful and even better, you had the best husband of all!
Although Smeerensburg did manage to dampen your spirits a bit.
You ran the needle through the blue uniform that was somewhat torn, your glasses sliding slightly on the bridge of your nose until the sound of the bell above your door, alerting you to a new costumer.
"Good Morning!"
"Just good morning, darling?" Your lips curved into a loving smile, the uniform now lay on the table.
"My sweet and lovely husband" And now a wider smile came out of his lips.
You approached him but it only took a few steps for him to take you in his arms and give you a kiss on your lips, you closed your eyes and put your hands around his neck. You missed him, you always did, being a boatman was being aware that he would be away in days but even being aware you couldn't get used to his absence nor he to yours.
Both lips parted, letting out a soft sound but your brow furrowed quickly and gently punched him on the shoulder.
"I already found out about your little prank, huh?" A playful smile appeared on his lips, placing his calloused hands behind your waist at the level of your lower back, pulling you back to him.
"Just a little prank, at the end, he's safe and sound" You raised your eyebrow. "Well something like that".
You moved your body away from his, taking the measuring tape around it from the tip of his shoulders to the wrist of his left arm.
"What are you doing, darling?" His smile never faded from his face.
"I'll make you a new coat, this one is already very old!" "How do you-" You turned your gaze to him, stopping yourself from writing down his measurements. "Nevermind, darling"
The sound of the bell ringing at the entrance appeared again, from the smell of the perfume you could deduce who was.
"Oh Jesper, you're here" The blond was going to answer but his smile fell when he saw the boatman.
"Yeah, Good morning" He tried not to let the boatman's presence influence his mood, but when he also felt the black-haired man's gaze, everything was lost.
The sound of your heels echoed towards the table where Jesper's still unfinished uniform lay. You grabbed the needle and thread with the jacket.
"Wait a moment, it will be ready!"
Jesper just mumbled a small yes when he saw the black-haired man, his shoulder leaned against the door frame, slightly shifting his weight, accompanying his new posture with a frown.
"Hey postman"
Here we go again.
The blond postman was unfazed, causing a much more mischievous smile to appear on the boatman's lips. Mogens' boots began to sound with every step he took towards Jesper, the cold outside managed to seep through the fine wood of the place but that was not enough for Jesper's irritating heat.
"What?" He turned to look at him and was about to roll his eyes when he noticed the smirk on him.
"I didn't think that your welcome would make a hole in your uniform" He pressed his dry lips, trying to stifle a possible laugh. "Ha, Ha, so funny"
"Mogens, stop bothering the new postman!" And there you were again.
Now Mogens' attention was on you, on his beloved spouse. Your beautiful pleated long skirt moving with elegance and subtlety with every movement you made, your hair messy but that managed to enhance your beauty so warm in the midst of the eternal cold of this island.
He was so in love with you.
Now the sound of your heels sounded decisive towards Jesper, with his now newly sewn uniform in your hands.
"Try it on!" Jesper softened his gaze and accepted the jacket, trying it on, fitting him even better than before.
"I look perfect and handsome, more than i do" You couldn't help but chuckle and nodded at his statement, then you felt a hand pass over your shoulders, it was Mogens's hand.
"She has blessed hands! i'm so proud to be her husband"
Did he hear it right?
Husband?
Are you his wife?!
"Your what?!" He turned abruptly looking at the display of affection in front of him, a kiss placed on your cheek as your cheeks heated up and your shy smile enhanced your cheeks and cheekbones. "You're joking"
"Nope"
Before you could answer, Jesper's hand pulled you with him to a corner of your shop, feeling the warmth of his breath on the shell of your ear.
"What did you see in him? Why are you with him?" Still whispering, he placed a strong emphasis on "you".
"He makes me laugh"
You turned around, now looking at Mogens.
"And he is the man i love, he values me, appreciates me, supports me and fills me with his flirtations" You ran in love into his arms, as you entered his personal space he took you in his arms, giving you kisses all over your face.
And in the background of your cheesy and loving scene, there was a Jesper still trying to understand your decision to marry him.
But you're so happy to be married to him.
