#ninjago fluff

୨ৎ obviously like i said, he’d be super nervous to initiate hugs or kisses or anything, but once he’s settled in, he’s VERYY clingy

୨ৎ omg please take care of him tho my poor baby :((( you have to physically drag him into bed and force him to sleep or take a break (insomniac lloyd is canon‼️ 🙏🙏)

୨ৎ he would def rant/vent to you about his anxiety and stress when he’s feeling overwhelmed :((( (UAGHHH HE DESERVES A HUG, A HOT COCOA, AND THE WORLD)

୨ৎ anyways 😇 he would absolutely stare at you. like not in a creepy way, but he’s very literally admiring you<333 and sososooo has heart eyes, dilated pupils n everything

୨ৎ my man is down BAD 😔

୨ৎ he’d be a nose or cheek kisser (just based on a feeling), or hand kisses he’s in a hurry

୨ৎ if you’re not a ninja, he’ll probably be more protective of you because he does NOT want to lose someone again

୨ৎ if you are a ninja, he’ll still eye you every few minutes just to check how you’re doing. is definitely NOT !! waiting for a moment to come and swoop in to impress you help you

୨ৎ honestly.. it might just be me but i feel like he’d give you a lot of princess treatment

୨ৎ going shopping? i’ll carry your bags- and pay !! your feet hurt? lemme carry you all the way back :3 (honestly that’s kind of a bare minimum but.. keep reading)

୨ৎ it gets to the point where when you try to get your water bottle, he’s suddenly right next to you and opens it before you can touch it

୨ৎ proceeds to hand it to you with his cute lil smile and you’re just staring at him with a blank face.. but you can’t even be mad at this cinnamon roll

୨ৎ oh but (esp if you’re clumsy) if you get hurt from a battle or just from tripping, he has a full-on mom mode ready to go

୨ৎ “are you okay?? i told you to be careful !! does it hurt?? next time don’t do anything risky without me there” while gently tending to your wounds and with a lil pouty face

୨ৎ he just hates seeing his lover hurt in any way okay :((

୨ৎ he’ll constantly be learning as a partner but he’ll definitely treat you the best he can !!!!

˗ˏˋ〘 𝓒𝐎𝐋𝐄 〙ˎˊ˗

cole is naturally an overcaring person, so if he found out his partner had asthma or any health issue you BEST believe this man is changing his entire schedule and lifestyle for you.. even if it’s something not even that life changing like being anemic or something 😭

he will constantly check in on you after anything from a quick jog or just if the air is extra cool outside this morning

speaking of cold air, if the weather is really cold or if you get sick and it worses your asthma this man is making you warm tea to soothe your throat

he will still make you train w/ him, he doesn’t want you to be under the impression that having asthma makes you “weak” in anyway

but… at the same time he makes sure that you don’t push your limits at all while training, always keeping an eye on you and will FORCE you to take breaks.

if it ever feels really bad he will carry you anytime you feel extra out of breath, just to make sure, and no he doesn’t care if it’s in public or not.

The dojo was quiet, the faint rustling of trees outside the only sound filling the space. The others had gone off for a daily sprint, but you had tapped out early, sitting on the edge of the mat with your arms wrapped around your knees.

Cole noticed. Your boyfriend always did..

Without a word, he plopped down next to you, stretching his legs out with a relaxed sigh, “Y’know, if you wanted a break, you could’ve just said so instead of trying to keep up with Kai.”

You huffed, rolling your eyes,” “I was fine.”

“Mmhmm.” He didn’t look convinced, but gave you a silly smirk that you hated adored.

You sighed, feeling the slight tightness still lingering in your chest. “Okay, maybe I wasn’t fine. I just… I hate feeling like I have to sit out.”

Cole tilted his head, watching you for a moment before shifting closer. “You’re not sitting out. You’re listening to yourself.” He gently nudged your shoulder. “And that’s smart. Smarter than Kai, who nearly set his eyebrows on fire earlier.”

You laughed, a breathy sound that made his eyes brighten. “That actually happen?”

“Oh yeah. Jay screamed louder than Nya did when she found out he broke her wrench.”

That made you laugh harder, and Cole grinned like he’d won something.

After a moment, you felt his hand settle against your back, warm, grounding it makes you shiver. He rubbed slow lazy circles between your shoulder blades, like it was the most natural thing in the world, “You don’t have to push yourself so hard, y’know. We’re a team. I’ve got your back, always.”

Something about the way he said it made warmth bloom in your chest. You hesitated, then leaned into his side, just enough to feel the steady rise and fall of his breath. He didn’t move away. If anything, he just got more comfortable, resting his chin lightly atop your head,

“Just breathe,” he murmured, “You’re doing great, sweetheart.”

And with him beside you, it was easy to believe that.

˗ˏˋ〘 𝓚𝐀𝐈 〙ˎˊ˗

idc what anyone says, he’d tease you for having asthma, especially if you start wheezing and are out of breath,

like “hey hot stuff.. seems like you’re out of breath for me? hmm?” Cue the eyebrow wiggles.

please smack the bastard 🙏 Nya smacks her brother for you every time

Will be overprotective of you 24/7 every day, like he understands that you may just want some independence… but.. HE JUST GETS WORRIED OKAY??

will not let you train, you look far more attractive sitting still and watching him 💗

he’s under the impression that you don’t NEED to train, he’ll always be there to protect you

If you somehow manage to persuade him to allow you to train then he’ll be surprisingly patient with you and take as many breaks as you want

if anyone says a single comment about your asthma, he may throw hands. Even if it’s a innocent question he will grumble and stare daggers

he’s the only one who can bully you abt it.

he carries a scarf when the seasons gets colder just for you, he naturally can keep himself warm so he doesn’t need that stuff, he just wants to make sure you don’t hurt your throat from the extra chilly weather

he searched up everything about asthma for you late night once, heard that it makes people sensitive to dirt.

that discovery leads to him cleaning YOUR room, HIS room, the entire MONASTERY just to make sure your exposure isn’t that bad

and you never tell him whether or not you’re actually that sensitive to dirt (i mean why would you? free cleaning??)

he won’t tell you but the idea of Asthma Attacks scare the living day out of him

will go to Nya for help as though she has experience 😭🙏🙏

The flickering glow of Kai’s phone screen was the only light in the otherwise dark room. He was lying on his stomach, propped up on his elbows, eyes slightly narrowed in concentration as he scrolled through article after article:

| Common asthma triggers

| How to help partner that has Asthma?

| Can exercise make asthma worse?

His brows furrowed as he clicked another link. He wasn’t great at research, that was more of Zane’s thing, but tonight he was determined. You always acted like your asthma wasn’t a big deal, brushing it off when he teased you or when training got too intense. But after seeing you struggle to catch your breath earlier that day, he couldn’t stop thinking about it.

He hated feeling helpless. If there was anything… anything… he could do to make things easier for you, he was going to figure it out. Then a sleepy voice cut through the quiet,

“…Kai..?”

His head shot up like he’d been caught doing something embarrassing. He turned to see you standing in the doorway, rubbing your eyes, wearing one of his hoodies that was way too big on you. His heart did a weird little flip.

“What are you doing up?” you asked groggily, stepping closer as you rubbed your eyes.

Kai hesitated, then tried (and failed) to casually lock his phone and shove it under his pillow. “Nothing, just…uh—couldn’t sleep”

You squinted at him, then, too quick for him to stop you, you snatched his phone and unlocked the screen. Your tired brain took a second to process what you were looking at before your heart melted,

Kai groaned, flopping onto his back and throwing an arm over his face, “Maybe”

You stared at him for a moment before breaking into a small smile. Sitting on the edge of his bed, you nudged his side, “That’s kinda sweet, you know.”

“Don’t make it weird,” His voice was muffled, but he peeked at you from under his arm.

You giggled, setting his phone on the nightstand before lying down next to him. He turned his head toward you, eyes flickering across your face, taking in the way your lashes brushed your cheeks, the soft curve of your lips,

“You really don’t have to worry so much,” you murmured.

Kai sighed, “I know, but I still do.” He hesitated, then added, “I just… I don’t like seeing you struggle. If I can help, I wanna know how.”

Your chest warmed at his honesty. You reached up and brushed a stray piece of hair out of his face, “You already help more than you know, Kai.”

He rolled his eyes but couldn’t hide the way the corners of his lips twitched up,

“Yeah, yeah. Just don’t go thinking this means I won’t still tease you”

You laughed, shaking your head, “Wouldn’t expect anything less from your hothead.”

Kai smirked, then, before you could react, he pulled you against his chest, arms wrapped securely around you. You let out a small oof, but quickly relaxed into his warmth, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

“Just so you know,” he muttered into your hair, “if you ever need me, I got you.”

You smiled against his red hoodie, embracing his warmth happily. “I know”

And with that, you both drifted off, Kai holding you like he never wanted to let go.

˗ˏˋ〘 𝓛𝐋𝐎𝐘𝐃 〙ˎˊ˗

Keeps an extra inhaler on him at all times, in his pocket

asthma attack? not on his watch!

checks on you frequently, not overbearingly but enough to make sure you’re fine.

will text you when he is on a mission or not around you to make sure everything is okay.

If you have trouble sleeping because of your asthma best believer he is doing everything he can

Goes out of his way to buy a humidifier or air purifier for you

Whenever he walks with you he intentionally steers you away from anyone smoking or areas he knows smoking takes place just in case

teaches you breathing exercises and will do them with you every morning and night

he keeps like… a trigger log? idk trigger journal? he notes when your condition worsens and keeps track in a NOTEBOOK or his notes app

I have a feeling he secretly gets all this information from Zane and Garmadon 😭

showers you w/ love regardless

If you want to continue training he’ll be your instructor, and he’ll happily create a custom plan for you to make sure that your happy and healthy

It was late evening, and you were sitting outside the Monastery, enjoying the cool breeze that signaled the end of a warm day. The world around you was calm, but your chest felt heavy, and each breath was a little more strained than usual. You hadn’t been doing anything strenuous, but your asthma sometimes flared up unexpectedly.

You tried to keep it together, not wanting to worry anyone. But the harder you tried to focus on the sunset, the more aware you became of the tightness in your chest. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale…

It wasn’t long before Lloyd noticed you sitting by yourself, looking a little too still. His instinct immediately kicked in….

something wasn’t right.

Quietly, he made his way over to you, his footsteps soft on the ground, “Hey, everything okay?” he asked gently, his tone already laced with concern.

You turned to him with a small smile,though it didn’t quite reach your eyes. You exhaled faintly, “Yeah, just… feeling a little off. I’m okay, don’t worry.”

But Lloyd wasn’t fooled. He could see the way you were trying to catch your breath, and it made his heart tighten.

“You’re not okay,” he said softly but firmly, kneeling beside you, “You’ve got that look, you know. Let me help.”

Before you could protest, Lloyd reached into his pocket and pulled out your inhaler. You hadn’t even realized you’d left it in your bag, but of course, Lloyd always kept track of these things.

“You’re not going anywhere until you take a puff,” he said with a smile, obviously not upset, just concerned, his voice full of that warm, caring energy you adored so much.

You hesitated for a moment, but the kindness in his eyes made it hard to argue. With a soft sigh, you accepted the inhaler, taking a deep breath as you used it. The tightness in your chest slowly started to ease, and you could finally take in a full breath without struggle.

Lloyd sat beside you, his hand gently resting on your shoulder, “Feeling better?”

You nodded, feeling a lot more at ease now, but you could still hear the worry in his voice as he spoke again, “You’re sure you’re okay? No more struggling?”

You smiled at him, the simple act of him just being there with you making you feel so much better, “I’m good now. Thanks for noticing, Lloyd.”

He grinned showing his perfect pearly whites, his usual playful energy shining through, “Of course I noticed! How could I not? You’re kind of my favorite person to look after.”

Your heart fluttered a little at his words. He was always so sweet, even if he tried to hide it behind his teasing.

Lloyd’s eyes softened, and without missing a beat, he wrapped an arm around you, pulling you into a comforting side hug,“Just don’t scare me like that again, okay? I want to make sure you’re always feeling your best.”

You snuggled closer to him, feeling so safe and warm in his arms, “I promise…” You sigh, I’m lucky to have you looking out for me.”

Lloyd’s smile turned even brighter, his hand gently brushing through your hair as he held you close, “Always. I’m never going anywhere.”

. when lloyd was born you swore to protect him no matter what. that was until you found out from your sister he was the green ninja?

. the kid is now at least 11 and his own mother enrolls him in the Darkly School for Bad Boys?

. she told you she left him for a good reason, and it will all make sense in the future.

. you decided to take her word for it, and years passed. you haven't seen your sister nor your nephew since.

. large timeskip, lloyd has aged, he has found his true family in the ninja. sure he reconnected with his mother but he still doesnt trust her much...until he heard her side of this whole story.

. lloyd and her have gotten closer once more, and misako decided to bring you up.

. lloyd had no idea how to react. he barely remembers you, however you remember him. he kinda feels guilty.

. you squish his cheeks together when finally seeing him again, "Oh, look at you!! you've grown up so much~ i remember when you were just a little babyyy! i can see where you got the looks from~"

. it takes a while, just like how lloyd was with his mother, but he glad to have met you once again.

. he asks you both about his father, and you have alot to say about that man.

. even at his age, you still spoil him much to his mothers liking. but who listens to their siblings anyways?

KAI & NYA

. you were ray's sister, and maya loved you. she the first to tell you she was pregnant with the two, and you. went. bananas.

. when both kai and nya were born, you fell in love with them immediately.

. while they were kids you would come visit them, kai was extra excited for your visits because you always had a present for the two.

. ray and Maya just enjoyed your company, although nya was really shy around you first.

. she was a mama's baby, qnd loved to be in her mother's arms so everytime you come over she's in her mama's arms, hiding her face in her chest.

. the more you visit, the more she starts to trust you. ray and maya were surprised when nya started to cry when you had to go home one evening

. seeing them again after many years was very emotional for you, not them, though.

. "im sorry, who are you?" kai asked, seeing a random lady hug his little sister.

. "silly, im your auntie. your father's sister, to be specific, i never did really like labels!"

. "our...huh?"

. it's mostly like the relationship misako and lloyd have, but just you and the smith siblings.

. nya tries to be as kind as possible toward you, kai of course as well, however you and nya seem to have more of a bond.

COLE

. your lou's sister. you never had a passion for singing like your brother, but you were pretty successful in the arts department.

. you were a pretty famous artist, almost everyone in ninjago knows your name.

. your art is seen from lou's dining room, to the ninjagos art museum.

. lou was the one who told you lily, his wife was pregnant. you asked many questions, but the big question was the gender.

. when finding out, because lily wanted to know the gender before birth, you started buying anything "baby boy" related.

. blue. that's what you first think of when a baby boy is coming, right?

. timeskip, yahoo, cole is born and sadly you've had to move away for a business emergency.

. you had a feeling cole wouldn't remember who you were, he was only just born when you had to move.

. before his mothers passing, lily tried to best to keep memory of you around the house, hopefully so little cole could remember some fragments of you.

. he..he didn't, lmao.

. you visit lou one day, and surprisingly, his son, cole, who is now a teenager, also seems to be visiting his father with you, who assumed his friends.

. you pinch his cheeks after hugging him and kissing him all over. cole was beyond uncomfortable and confused.

. "y/n, please, take it easy-"

. "you try not seeing your nephew for years and suddenly seeing him randomly out of no where, lou!"

. "...i...i did, however in this case he is my son."

. you, lou, and cole have had some time to discuss about who you are and coles eyes lit up.

. "you were my mother's best friend? could you maybe, tell me more about her?"

. you smiled, "let's start off with, your mother was the kindest and sweetest soul in the world."

JAY

. let's make this simple. your edna's long time best friend. so you pretty much the same age as her.

. obviously ed and edna are jay's adopted parents, you found out by visiting the junkyard one day and seeing...baby...in Edna's arms.

. she was feeding him a bottle. he was so small, he hits perfectly in your sister's arms.

. "now i may be old, but i ain't stupid, sista'. why didn't you tell me you adopted?"

. edna laughed, "oh dear, no, this little one showed up on our doorstep last night. we couldn't just leave the poor thing there, we had to take him in. and we don't have the guts to let him go just yet so...ed is figuring out the adoption papers..."

. ever since that day, you have been coming around more often to help the elders take care of jay.

. jay was homeschooled, of course when he was old enough; ed taught him the abc's and 123's.

. you would help of course. you would spoil this boy to your full extent.

. he wanted this toy? it's his. wants mcdonalds? one happy meal please. is upset? two tickets to the mega monster amusement park!

. of course, you had a life of your own. you've barely had time to see ed, edna and jay anymore because of your work.

. so one day, ed and edna mailed you a letter, saying they will visit iay and invited you to come. maybe jay will remember you?

. timeskip to them pulling up to the bounty and jay's confused face.

. "ma, who is that?" jay asked looking at you with a confused look.

. yall had the talk about who you are and jay felt terrible for not remembering you. he always assumed his "dad" was taking him to all the amusement parks.

. he tried to catch up with you, wanting to know more of your life and your work placement.

. little does he know, ed and edna have been telling you mall the embarrassing stories he's gone through as a kid; your favorite being his kissing pillow?

. didn't you buy him that pillow?

ZANE

. your dr. juliens younger sister.

. you were astonished at his latest "creation", zane. you were there when zane came fully online, and was "alive".

. he was almost like a human, he had human emotions of course he didn't know that yet. he was basically just born.

. upon hearing of your brothers death, you were deeply affected. you left ninjago for a little while, forgetting the world but never forgetting zane.

. you regret leaving him alone. but you weren't in the condition to be taking care if someone. you have to take care of yourself first.

. timeskip, years passed and you have received a letter from an old friend, inviting you to come back to ninjago and visit you.

. he mentioned zane, so you of course agreed.

. the address lead you to a monestary. you were a bit confused buy you knocked on the large doors.

. moments later, the doors open wide to revel a figure dressed in a white ninja gi, who looked back at you twice as confused as you.

. "good morning, stranger. what brings you to the monestary?" he asked and you felt your heart drop.

. "zane?"

. he tilt his head to the side, "yes...that is my name...how do you know my name?"

. other male voice cuts you off, "yo, zane- who's there?"

. eventually, your old friend who invited you here in the first place appeared beside zane and with a smile invited inside their home.

. insert the other three boys, jay, cole, and kai confused and asking each other questions while zane, master wu, and you spoke in a separate room.

. "so...your my father sister?"

. you smiled and nodded, "i never thought i would see you again!" you hugged the boy who froze at your touch, but politely hugged you back.

. you are family after all.

. you feel so bad for leaving zane all alone, possibly confused and lost until he found sensei wu and the other ninja, but that doesn't stol you from spoiling the heck out of the four boys.

. "but...y/n, i have already forgiven you. we do not need your-"

. jay covered zane's mouth, laughing sheepishly as kai spoke up, holding a bunch of video games you have given to them..

. "oh nono- please, we are more then happy to receive these gifts. your more then kind."

. cole nods in agreement.

. you smile and leave their gaming room, only to have master wu smack each of the boys, beside zane, on the heads

"T-thank you." It's like the words were snatched from your lips. You were breathless with how closely he held you to his chest. "I owe you one."

At first, you think nothing of it, no matter how embarrassed you were. But slowly it becomes a habit. You gravitate towards Garmadon and he gravitates towards you. Your steps sync, the clash of your blades graceful and practiced, like you were meant for each other. Two halves of a single whole.

"Garmadon, your left!" You call his name and he's immediately reacting, dodging a nasty blow to the side. He grins and it's a sight to behold. Through the alluring darkness in his eyes is a spark of passion you can't miss, a shared flame.

"Good call." Garmadon's smirk is proud, daring, and if you weren't in the midst of a battle, you would have melted. "Where would I be without you, (Y/n)?"

You grin, "Six feet under with how reckless you can be."

Just as before, you think nothing of it. Not from how your heart rams against your chest to the fire in your veins. It's just adrenaline, simply the heat of battle. But deep down you're aware of the budding love, the growing affection that refuses to stop.

It gets worse. You know Garmadon is handsome. He's got a sharp jawline, those almond eyes that dared anyone to challenge him, and a grin that puts you on your darn knees. It's a dangerous game, your love for him. In the heat of battle it would take less than a second to make a fatal mistake. What if one of you died? What if one of you were injured?

You heart refuses to settle, and when you're both sat alone around the campfire, you can't help but gravitate closer to his side for some needed warmth. Garmadon pauses and his face goes red, but he says nothing as he adjusts his woolen cloak so the both of you could share.

"Thank you." The smile on your lips on makes Garmadon turn away.

"It's cold." His words are lame and he knows it, but it makes you laugh anyway. He's so dorky sometimes it's adorable. "I-I wouldn't want you to get sick, (Y/n). We need you, after all."

To the side, Wu sneaks a glance and hides his stifled laughs behind a hand. "Yeah, you need her, brother."

The comment makes both your faces go red and this time, you can't ignore what's looking you in the face. Or rather, who. The fire glowed gently against Garmadon's eyes, casting him in a warmth that helped chase away the chill of night. "You're a good fighter." he says.

"As are you." It's a careful dance, one you both trek like a battlefield. "I can't imagine fighting without you." The comment makes Garmadon stiffen. He's suddenly very aware of how close you both are. Shoulder to shoulder beneath his cloak, huddled by the fire with your knees touching.

"I...can't imagine fighting without you either." Garmadon finally says. He's tripping over his own words, biting his tongue as Wu laughs in the background. And you join in at rhe cheesiness, the idiot way you were beating around the bush. Even a child could see the warmth you both shared for each other in every stolen glance and brush of your hands.

Argh, but it was impossible to admit out loud. This was Garmadon, the heartthrob son of the First Spinjitzu Master. Not only was he graceful and precise as a fighter, but funny and sweet. He didn't hold back his blunt comments either, always honest, always straight forward.

You liked that.

You liked him.

The next time you come to realise how much Garmadon means to you is sudden. The battlefield is as it always is, bloody, dirty, and messy. Bodies line the birch woods, staining the white snow red as you cross through the remnants of the living. You spot Wu beside the other elemental masters and he jogs over, eyes wide, breaths short.

"(Y/n), have you seen my brother?"

You can only shake your head as you give your katana a shake and sheathe it. "No, I haven't. Don't tell me...was he captured? Or..." You can't finish that thought, immediately turning on your heel in search of Garmadon. "I'll find him. Ensure everyone receives proper medical care before we move out!"

"Wait, (Y/n)!" Wu calls after you, but once he realises you're not waiting for his approval, he gives you a long look. "Be careful. Come back to us safely."

You don't promise anything as you sprint through the looming trees, body aching, burning with what little strength you have left. The snow is cold beneath your skin as ice drifts through the chilling air. You step over piles of bodies, across a frozen river, and down a hillside before spotting a familiar black and purple gi.

"Garmadon!" You have never shouted his name so desperately as you kneel in the snow and flip him on his side. He's bleeding, staining your hands red as you pull out a roll of bandages. It's messy and hurried as you wrap him, but it'll do. "Garmadon, please, you have to wake up."

Slowly, his eyes flutter open and you're greeted with his deep, intense eyes. They're half-lidded, foggy as he takes in your hunched form. "(Y...n)?" He manages out a slurry of your name and relief washes over you. He's alive, breathing. That's all that matters.

Your bloody hands are clammy as you haul him up to his feet, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and trudging up the hill. Your body screams in protest, sweat glistening on your brow as you drag him through the ice and snow at a snail's pace.

Even if it takes the entire day to get back to camp, you force your weary body to move, move, move. This is Garmadon you were carrying, the same ninja whom watched a little too long as you practiced your katana forms. The same ninja whom got lost in thought as you talked his ear off. He'd listen anyway, pitching in every now and then with a teasing joke that made you nudge him in the side.

You weren't going to let him go. You refused. It was the burning passion in your heart, the fond memories that kept you going even as your knees began to give out. And so you crawled on your hands and knees, dragging Garmadon's heavy body along through the snow as he faded in and out of sleep.

"Stay...with me." Your voice is weak, strained as you struggle to keep your body upright. "Please, Garmadon...!"

A familiar fire comes into view and it's then your body gives out. You hear the cries of your name, and the last person you see is Wu as he smiles down at you and his brother in relief. You had done it, you brought Garmadon home.

The next time you awake, you're greeted by the dark fabric of a tent, the lantern flickering casting warm orange light against your skin. You cough, scanning your surroundings in a feverish haze.

"(Y/n)." The call of your name is gentle, a low cry filled with desperation. "I thought you'd never wake up!" You blink back the haze fogging across your vision, the sticky red blood across your hands that had long been wiped away. "Gar...madon...?"

The smile rising to his lips is something you've never seen before. Gentle, loving. He hesitantly takes your hand and gives it a squeeze. "You saved me, even when it nearly cost you. How stupid can you be, (Y/n)? Risking your life for me."

"I...couldn't leave you there." The words are nearly lost in your throat as Garmadon meets your gaze tenderly with a shake of his head.

"I've been a fool." His words are beneath his breath, like he were confessing some dirty little secret. "Since the moment I first laid eyes on you, I had been captivated. It's the same as father's stories of Horoshi's Labrynth. A beautiful treasure of unspeakable beauty the world has never seen. That...is you, (Y/n)."

Heat crawls up your face, but it's probably just your fever. "Who, me?"

"Yes, you." Garmadon speaks more firmly this time, brows knitting. He's trying to work up the courage to say something, but clearly your ignorance is stratching his head in the wrong way. "Do you understand what I'm trying to say, (Y/n)? Or is your fever so bad you can't grasp a word I say?"

The way he speaks your name again is no different than all the times he'd done so before. And yet, you sense something beneath his teasing jab, a vulberability that makes your heart speed up.

It beats like a drum, and it's all you can hear as you knit your brows. "I'm...not sure what you mean."

Garmadon hasn't let go of your hand and clearly doesn't intend to. He traces the scars along your knuckles, the callouses your palms carry. "Your skill with a blade is second to none," he states. "Whenever you strike, it's graceful as a butterfly, yet with the strength of a coursing river. I have never seen such beauty inside and out. The way you carry yourself, how you speak."

It sounds to you like Garmadon had a long time to think to himself. He was awful with words, but great with a quip. Which...wasn't what he was doing right now. No teasing jokes, no smirks as he riled you up for the fun of it.

Your brows knit. "Garmadon...I still don't get--"

"I love you." He speaks with such certainty it blows you away. "How could I not when you're just so..." Red crawls up his cheeks and your lips pull into an endearing smile at his innocent bashfulness. "...you're incredible (Y/n). Seeing you like this, it made me realise that I had to tell you. Our lives could end at any moment. If I never told you, how could I live with myself?"

If this were a dream, you sure hoped you never woke up. Your smile grows and you give Garmadon's hand a gentle squeeze. "I love you, too." It was the sole reason you charged straight into the woods without looking back. "If I had lost you...I don't know what I would do."

For a moment, Garmadon doesn't know what to say. He taps his foot to the group impatiently, shifts awkwardly from where he sat. Then he leans over and places a quick kiss to your cheek. It's short, sweet, filled with whatever liquid courage he could gather for that moment of boldness.

You blink, and then you let out a squeak and cover your hands in your face. This was not how you expected to wake up, beside the most handsome, daring, and charming ninja you'd ever met.

They look mortified. They look funny, so I have to laugh a bit before I ask them what that face is for.

"You almost died, Morro. That's not funny. Why do you have to be so reckless all the time? I don't wanna wait for you at home just for you to never show up. And then find out on my own something happened to you."

Well that's just unfair. They sound like a kicked puppy. They look like a kicked puppy. And the hypothetical situation they just described sounds horrifying.

"...Geez, relax, relax. Don't start crying on me. I'm alive, aren't I?"

"But one day you could not be."

"That's just part of my job! I'm a ninja!"

"But you sound like you don't take your own life seriously."

The cut stings, and I make that pretty obvious with the wince that leaves my mouth. I swear, they think I'm trying to distract them from what we were just talking about-- I'm not! It just hurts like a bitch.

They get back from washing their hands. I'm apologizing for bleeding onto their couch, floor, carpet— and they keep saying it's all good, calling me baby; I really don't deserve this.

"You wash your gi often?"

"Yeah... what do you take me for...?"

"You were just holding it against your wound for so long... if it were dirty, it'd get infected."

"I sweat a lot in it. Fell into a lot of dirt. I doubt it's clean. Even if I washed it."

"I'm gonna disinfect it, alright? Here, bite down on this."

She hands me a towel. I shake my head.

"Nah, don't need..."

"Morro. You serious. Your ego just has to come before everything? I don't want you to chip a tooth, I'm telling you, it'll hurt."

"I'm telling you I don't need to bite down on something like I'm bitchmade-"

"You're going to chip your fucking teeth if you don't cooperate. Stop arguing with me when you know I'm right. This isn't to embarrass you, or shut you up when you make too much noise, it's what's best for you. You're going to listen to me and stop rejecting help all the time, as if you always know what's best for you, because you don't. That's why you got hurt in the first place. So take it."

It’s quiet for a few seconds.

“….mm..." That hurt a bit. To be honest, I caved. I was in the right, obviously, but.. no need to win every argument, you know? Especially not the they're so demanding like that. It's really hard to not.. obey, I guess.

I hate that I can feel their eyes on me while I sound like a literal dog. Whining into their stupid little towel. They're so focused on making it better, meanwhile Im being... perverted, to say the least. I kinda wish I was making noises like that for a different reason entirely. What they put on after disinfecting it feels nice. It's cold.

"I'm gonna bandage it now, alright?"

I have to help a bit with that part. Getting it around my waist tightly and all. The gauze keeps it together. And now I can finally breathe. I see their hand coming up to my face, and I look up. They wipe the side of my eye, noticing a little tear there before I did.

"I'm sorry. For raising my voice at you."

"It's alright... I- I mean, I'm sorry... for, I dunno, being childish. The towel helped."

"That's good to hear..." Their hands are on my shoulders. They lay their head on my chest, which is so humiliating, because they can hear my heart racing like it's about to beat out of my chest. I kiss the top of their head, which makes them nuzzle deeper.

"Stop... fucking around with your life. Please."

"I was exaggerating the story, alright? You don't have to worry.. the blade was never gonna kill me...'

"You just... get so focused on a goal... you don't pay attention to anything else. Don't let that happen to you while you fight."

"I won't. You don't have to baby me so much."

"You're surrounded by other ninja every day. People who are much better at treating wounds than I am. You came to me anyway. You wanted to get babied."

I don't respond. I'm just gonna pretend I didn't hear that.

"I'm sorry for makin' you put up with me."

"Don't talk like that about yourself. You know I'm going to argue with you and win, every time."

I'm about to reply when press their lips into mine, hand under my jaw, the other on my sternum. I kiss back, my arms too tired to properly hold them. But God, am I grateful.

I lost two fights that day.