#wise fluff

Anton and Lighter visited Random Play just to hang out with Wise for an impromptu hang out with the guys. He had to keep the store closed for the day due to the fact that Belle still hadn't returned from her outing with Lycaon — ahem date — which was yesterday and you were under the weather.

Guess hanging out in his room would have to do.

So engrossed in their shared craze with the latest open world gacha RPG on Wise’s computer gaming setup in his room, they barely spot the draped bundle in Belle’s bed as they pass her open door. Your restless self was woken up by the cursing, the exclamations, and the boisterous laughter.

Seeking their company, you wore your snug blanket like a cape, took a pillow with you, trudging barefoot into the open door room, with your heart warming up seeing and hearing them lost in their own little world before laying on the couch underneath Wise’s memory board. Your weary nerve wracked self slowly easing down in yet another attempt at sleep ergo naps.

An hour passed when Wise's suggestion they take a bathroom break while he brings up snacks and drinks gets halted in his throat as he finally spotted you. The other two followed his gaze, all three now swimming in the sea of curiosity and concern. In your sleeping tee and shorts, all bundled up, trusting them enough — being comfortable enough around them — to let your guard down.

"Bro, she can sleep even when we're loud as all hell? Impressive." Anton had to keep his usually loud voice down to a hushed exclaim, stars around him in amazement as he walked over to check and see you were indeed conked out for now, mouth slightly open as you breathed gently, lightly patting your dozy noggin.

"Let me guess. She was up again?" Both of Lighter’s downhearted eyes peaked through his bangs, his shades sliding down his nose, right at his dear Proxy.

Wise winced at the memory that just surfaced. "Yeah. Actually, last night, she accidentally knocked over our plates, broke a bowl, and cut her foot. But it's a small one and it's not infected so that's a relief.”

Anton just spotted the Bangboo bandage on your topside, beaming with pride. “Our bro is a fighter, alright.”

“Her foot was too sore to go upstairs so I left her on the couch in the Staff Room. I had just convinced her to sleep upstairs this morning when Belle texted that she'd come home late today.” Wise further explained.

“Makes sense that she wants to spend time with her partner, especially after that Mockingbird incident. I would feel the same way. I really do.” Lighter slinking an arm around Wise’s waist to pull him flush along his warm side had the latter feeling at ease.

“Chronic headaches suck.” Your grumbles suddenly butt in, alerting them to your state as you sit up, the sight of your messy hair sticking out and you rubbing your eyes makes their hearts skip many beats. “Can I stay here?”

Wise's fondness for you showed in his expression. “Technically, you have been rooming with us for a while now, so sure.”

“Wearing your blanket like a cape, nice touch, bro.” Anton plopped down on the couch seat next to you, giving you a fist bump. “Is that foot of yours doing better?” Your nod of confirmation had him giving you a one arm hug. “Good.”

Your head flopped on Anton's shoulder which he didn't mind as you hummed at how plush it felt. “Sorry about last night. Again.”

“Accidents happen. What matters is you're safe. In the meantime, how about some multiplayer racing on my TV next?” Wise recommended.

Anton boasted confidently. “Imma whoop your ass big time, bro.”

Lighter smirked smugly, angling his shades all suave like. “Not if the Champion has anything to say about it.”

You chirped up. “I'm game.”

“She said the thing!” Anton and Lighter exclaimed in unison, getting you to laugh for the first time that day.

The adrenaline, the upbeat atmosphere, the hilarious commentary the guys gave you helped you stay attentive long enough to play a few rounds. The snacks and fizzy drinks helped as well. Moving places because of your clingy neediness, it ended with you and Wise sat in the middle of the couch in front of his TV set with Lighter and Anton taking up either end of the couch. The next hour or so truly brightened up your spirits.

You managed to win one prix. Miraculously so due to the fact that you would not stop wheezing painfully from laughter on account of the guys being loveable goofy doofuses. Doing hilarious voice impressions and mewing for example. Leave it to your imagination.

Taking a break to stretch and use the bathroom yourself was when Anton was called in for an emergency at Belobog's construction site. You barely walked out the door when he smothered you with his bicep bulging hug.

“See ya later, Y/n. Get some quality sleep, kay?”

Anton ruffled your head before taking off down the stairs, his muffled voice along with Wise’s downstairs reaching your ears.

You spotted just Lighter in Wise’s room now, slumped against the couch as he messed with his phone. His leather spiked jacket draped over the back of the couch as his scarf and gloves were beside him, revealing those scar littered arms of his, the sight of the arm band and elbow brace tugging at your heartstrings as well.

You immediately went to his side when a wave of lightheadedness hit you, nearly tripping over, but the former boxer instinctively caught you, bounding off his seat to smother you in his tight warm embrace.

“Crap. You really are out of it, aren't ya?” Curling into his warmth had you so lost in bliss when he helped you sit down, cupped his big calloused hand under your knees to drape your legs across his lap, springing a faint giggle outta your dopey lips, his phone forgotten along with his garments beside him as his focus now stayed on you.

“I've missed you so much.” Your whimper was muffled while burying your face in his cushiony pecs, his heartbeat rhythm accelerating had you smiling smittently up at him, lulled by it while his scent got you sighing at how much you really craved him.

“I'm sorry. I've been neck deep in work lately. I was lucky enough to catch a break today.” His hand began kneading your thigh as the other one draped around your shoulders to give them a squeeze, his lips kissing your forehead, his passionate emerald gaze got you blushing darkly. “I've missed you too, sugar.”

The fatigue combined with those bodily pains had you wincing in discomfort for a moment, your hand rubbing your tummy when his traversed from your thigh to sneaking under your palm, his rough skin searing through yours, his body heat serving as your heating pad. His eyes softened, half lidded, as he witnessed you facially relaxing, slacking, within his secure defined arms.

“I know why you've been sleeping like this.” You say nothing, just press your now teary eyed face into his neck, brushing through your unruly hair as his rumbling low voice baths you in understanding comfort. “I get that everyday struggle. Being stuck in the past, fighting those inner demons, trying to move forward … but you're not alone anymore. Neither of us are.” His kiss to your crown had you weeping harder.

“I love you, you beautiful precious man~!” Tear drop messy smooches met his rosey cheeky face, cradling your head tenderly, pulling a cloth from his tight jeans to dab and clean up your puffy face.

“I can attest to that.” Wise’s endearing voice brought elatement to you both. “Feeling any better, sweetie?”

“Kinda. But I don't wanna sleep and miss this. Just us three.” You hummed deeply as Wise embraced you from behind, sandwiching you between their comfy bodies.

“So, would you be up for some movie watching?” Wise offered.

“I'm game.” Lighter cracked a grin.

“Ah, he said it~” You softly sang, earning chuckles from those two.

Wise cuddled up against Lighter’s side, resting his silver haired head on his boyfriend's shoulder like his own pillow, while Lighter’s cheek rested against his darling's noggin. Your head rested on Lighter's lap as your pillow, taking up the rest of the couch as you three watched movies you three are interested in.

Amiss the middle of the second video, Wise was the first to spot your sleeping expression. “Guess the LighterWise combo did the trick.” Lighter deeply hummed at that.

“I don't want her feeling like the third wheel in this relationship.” Wise was unsettled.

“Me neither. This whole sleeping dilemma has to be remedied. But it'll take time. And lots of it. Uh, speaking from experience, that is.” Adjusting those glasses, the graveness of his own struggles seeping in like ink.

Wise’s kiss on his cheek got Lighter grinning sappily. “Well then, perhaps you could stay the night?” The accepting sensual kiss got both of them sighing divinely, drawing it out slowly and sweetly.

“Oh they're at it again.” Your dazed murmur broke apart their exchange, worry and sheepishness alite in their faces, as you groggily sat up, sweeping your legs off the couch. “Please don't stop on my account.”

The two exchanged a mischievous look, coyly smirking are your now flushing averting face, nerves stoking in your gut, fatigue pushed aside for alertness to step in.

“Aw darling, our sleeping beauty is feeling all left out~” Lighter's slowly drawled.

“Well now honey, that just won't do~” Wise went along with it, enjoyment radiating off them both.

Lighter lifted you easily, carrying your startled shy self over to Wise’s bed, laying you gently on the plush comforter, grabbing your hand with his own to pepper kisses all over from your knuckles to your fingertips. Your wandering hand touched his shades, his other hand joining yours to take it off, all to have his devotion show through in those fiery filled shades of green and such burning kisses showering every inch of your vulnerable breathtaking face.

“Your two angels love you, Y/n.”

“Very much. Never forget that.” Wise climbed up on the bed to take up your other side, his tender kisses joining in, as they converged into nipping both sides of your neck.

“I love you both too.” You giggled out as their nips and their hair tickled your neck and chin. “But you can kiss all the livelong day if you want. It's so damn fine~”

Their rich laughs filled the cozy air along with the movie still at play in the background, further soothing your aching self, your hands clamoring for theirs.

Wise leaned down to smooch your nose. “It's gonna get better, Y/n. I promise we'll help you get through this. Together.” His light green eyes crinkled with honesty and trust.

You were trying to sit up as you began tearing up from the swell of emotion squeezing your beating organ, trying to rub them away. “Crap, not again.”

“Come here, you.” Lighter cooed while brushing those tears away with his lips. Wise joined in as well. “We're not going anywhere.”

Time had passed. The store door's bell rang followed by a female voice calling out her brother's name but left unanswered. Heading upstairs with her beloved mate following suite, gentle snoring was picked up by both of them. Belle’s eyes go all chibi like at the adorable sight she of course took snapshots of for future teasing and blackmail material.

Sneakers and a familiar jacket join those leather decked boots littered on the floor beside the occupied bed. Wise being spooned by you up front as you nuzzled his chest, all while Lighter became your big spoon. Lighter’s forehead nearly touched Wise’s as his veiny arm draped over you both, squeezing your sides in his sleep. Content emanated off you three as your mouths were slightly agape, breathing slowly and calmly.

“Looks like everything worked out alright in the end.” Belle sighed with relief.

“We best leave them be, my dear. I shall prepare some supper in case they awaken.” Lycaon offered.

“Aw, such a considerate partner I have~” Her loving kiss to Lycaon's lips got his leather strapped tail wagging ecstatically.

“I'm honored to have you by my side, my Belle.”

Offering his furry giant hand for her to take, the couple left your said trio to be, the door gently closing shut, as you felt yourself having the best quality sleep you've had in what felt like a long time.