Curwen Oneshots

Unreal

(Modern Day, They're Still Spies)

'Owen?' Curt said over the phone, a slight shake in his otherwise confident sounding voice.
'Hi. Are you nearly home? Dinner's ready.'
'Uh, listen, about that...' Curt was tightly clutching his side and tapping his foot to distract from the pain, 'I had to get on a later train than planned.'
'How come?'
'Mission didn't go exactly according to plan. Well, it did. It went really well. There was just ... one minor complication.'
'And what would that be?'
Curt lowered his voice, 'The bullet wound in my side.'
'I'm sorry... the what?'
Curt had to move the phone away from his face as Owen's voice pierced his ear.
'Jeez, not so loud. I'd like to keep my hearing.'
'I think you've heard worse than that tonight. Considering you got fucking shot!'
'It only just hit me. It's not that serious.'
Owen sighed, trying to calm down, 'Curt, darling, listen to yourself. You got shot. That's serious.'
'I'll be fine. I'll be home in ten anyway. The train's going to stop in a couple of minutes.'
'You plan on walking from the train station?'
'What else would I do?'
'Wait there.'
'Owen, what are you-'
'I'm coming to get you. Don't you even think about arguing.'
And with that, Owen hung up and Curt groaned, holding his side tighter. The bullet had pretty much flown past him, just barely scraping his side. He didn't see why Owen was so worried.
As the doors opened, Curt stepped off, his hand still clinging to his side as he walked over to the staircase leading to the path he usually used to walk home. But then he heard a voice.
'You're an idiot. You know that?'
He turned to see Owen looking worried, so he smirked.
'You chose to marry me.'
'Yes, and you chose to marry me. Meaning you chose a life of me not letting you refuse help when you clearly need it. Your hand is covered in blood.' He gestured to it, eliciting an eye roll from Curt.
'It's just a little bit-'
'Keep pressure on it.'
'I'm not- Whoa, okay, what are you-'
'Helping.'
Curt tried to wriggle out of Owen's arms, over which he was now draped, but it only took a couple of seconds before he nestled into Owen's chest. Not because he thought he needed help, it was just comfortable.
'Curt Mega, why must you be so stubborn?'
'What do you mean? I'm letting you help me, aren't I?'
Owen laid him down in the backseat of the car, shaking his head and laughing, 'You're unreal.'
'True.'
'You know we both mean very different things by that.'
'Yes.'
Owen hastily drove home, finally giving into Curt's objection to being taken to a hospital, before carrying him up the stairs to their flat. He awkwardly opened the door, laid Curt on the couch and got out a first aid kit.
'Owen, that's really not-'
'Shut your mouth and, well, I was gonna say show me where you were shot but it's pretty clear from the blood. I'm glad this couch is black.'
Curt lifted his shirt to reveal the bullet wound.
'Alright, this is gonna hurt.'
'I'll be- Ow! Owen!'
'I warned you.'
Owen proceeded to finish cleaning and fixing the wound before putting a bandage on it.
'There. Now, do you want to have dinner?'
'Yes. I'm starving. But you insisted on-'
'Not leaving a bullet wound unattended to.'
'Unnecessary.'
'Completely necessary.'
Curt stood up to walk to the dining table before being gently pushed back to the sofa by Owen, 'Just stay there, love.'
'Owen, I can-'
'Stay.' He repeated sternly.
Curt pouted as Owen brought over two bowls of pasta. Curt switched on the TV as he cuddled into Owen but quickly had to pull away.
'You alright?'
'It hurts.' Curt mumbled.
'It what?'
'It hurts.' Curt looked defeated, making Owen laugh sympathetically.
'Okay, now will you admit that getting shot is kind of serious?'
Curt sighed and conceded, 'Fine. It's kind of serious.'
'Thank you. Now, eat. You lost quite a bit of blood.'
'But I can't have cuddles!' Curt whined.
'Don't worry. It'll be better soon.'
'It had better be!'

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(A/N: I'm back! I might start posting more or disappear for a couple of weeks again I'm not sure but atm I'm also posting my story Duet so it's kinda taking up my time. Also I have exams but who needs studying when you have sad musicals, piano and fan fic🤩)