Hvitserk White Shirt - Imagines

Treasure

The Request:

Author's Notes | The sweetest things! I love these platonic love requests! Thanks for this and sorry for taking too long!

Universe | Vikings

Pairing | No Pair

Info | Viking Age AU, requested by for 5CW5

Words |911

⁑ Warnings: None

The trip was longer this time. Hvitserk was tired and took a good time laid at the boat, just watching as the clouds were passing by the blue sky, changing in different forms as his boat was approaching home.

His arms crossed in the back of his head, his body laid on some of the softer packages he was bringing home, remembering him of the silky fabrics he was bringing from the Mediterranean.

Björn has shown him the way. He was now going there by himself with his own fleet of boats and his own men following his command to conquer new lands and find the treasures with which his boats were coming back fully loaded.

A smile broke on his lips: he had grown into a man, finally. She would be proud for sure. Just like when he stopped being a womanizer - as she was used to calling him - and found a proper wife who was now waiting for his child. Thora would be beautifully rounded when he could land his eyes over her once again, he could bet. But Y/N was and always would be his flower.

Of course, Hvitserk knew she would have to find a husband soon as well: she was reaching the proper age to get married and Ubbe wasn't disposed to let it pass. In their father's absence, it was his big brother's responsibility to evaluate every suitor their beautiful sister would attract to their Hall with her amazing beauty and sweet gentleness.

And it was his own task to eliminate the ones who could threaten her safety or hurt her in any way, he thought to himself. A task he would do with pleasure. Anything for his lovely sister. Y/N deserved the best.

As Hvitserk imagined, the two women of his life were waiting for him at the docks. His beautiful wife, swollen and shining with the life inside her belly. And sweet Y/N who came running, throwing her arms around his neck to embrace him tight. His hands lifted her by her waist to supply the difference in between their heights.

"How in the nine realms you managed to become even smaller?" he joked, just to receive her punches against his chest and hear Thora laughing while coming closer to kiss his lips.

"I'm not smaller! You're stronger! But that's good since you gonna have to carry two babies everywhere."

His face twisted in surprise and Thora nodded confirming the news.

"Fuck... I shot to the moon!"

"Don't start boasting, you silly! Thora here is a good woman as I told you she was!" Y/N shot back, causing Thora to giggle once again. "This merit is all ours, dear drunken shooter!"

He had to admit: he was drunk like a pig in his marriage night and if Thora was pregnant now, it was really kinda like her merit.

He smiled, caressing her belly and then, sliding his fingers through Y/N's chin.

"I brought gifts. For both of you," he said, smiling when Y/N smiled bigger looking at the boxes the new slaves were bringing from the boats.

"Did you find that fabric??" she asked about the satin she liked from his last trip and Hvitserk stopped a pair of slaves, lifting the cover of their cargo to show her the packs of different colors of satin brought for her. "Oh! You found it!! Hvitserk, I love you!!!" She celebrated, cupping his face with both of her hands and kissing his cheek with a noisy kiss before going to fuss into the package, looking at all the different colors and messing with everything.

Thora touched his shoulders smiling gently at the way his eyes were shining over Y/N.

"She's all happy. Ubbe seems to have found a good suitor this time and she likes him... A boy is a good man, son of one of your father's Earls, soon to take his father's place."

Hvitserk's eyes became darker. Soon, she wouldn't be around to receive him that way but would be in a different dock to receive a different man... Her husband. Maybe her sons one day. He sighed and Thora noticed the change in his eyes, caressing his face.

"It's not far from here, my love. She'll be near, Ubbe wanted to warrant this as much as you want."

"Does she like him for real?" he asked, looking into Thora's eyes and his wife smiled at him.

"She's in love. She fell in love before the boy came to ask for her hand... They seem to be happy with each other and he treats her like a queen... With the same tender way you treat me." she answered.

"Then, I can handle it," Hvitserk said, looking back at his sweet sister, smiling when she embraced a red piece of satin, her eyes shining to the fabric just like he thought they would when he found that package. "All I want is to see her happy. And as long as he can put a smile on my sister's face, I'll receive him with pleasure. Whenever he decides to take her smile away, then, the gods will earn a sacrifice and I'll bring my sister back home. But I'm sure it won't be necessary...".

Thora smiled.

She wasn't expecting different from him.

Y/N was Hvitserk's precious treasure and the boy by her side would soon understand that she was the most important thing in his life.

Anything for his beloved sister.

Anything.

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