Samuel Emerson One Shots

Butterfly

I sat on the sofa head deep in my comic books, I had gotten up fairly early today and I left y/n to sleep in our bed, she needed the rest. I'll make breakfast once I know she's up, and just as I was thinking about her I heard the sounds of creaking and banging from our bedroom the sounds of someone climbing out of our rickety bed.

"Good morning my butterfly" I cooed towards our bedroom door, and it opened revealing her there in her little nightie clutching at her robe "you okay?'

"I feel out of bed"

"Ohh butterfly, come here" I smiled offering my arms she shuffled her away over clearly in pain so I brought her close and have her some kisses "are you hurt?"

"My elbow hurts"

"Awwww I'll kiss it all better" I held her elbow gently giving it some little kisses to make her feel better "there we go, don't want my little butterfly trying to fly with a little bruised wing"

"Thank you samuel, but I fell on the other elbow"

"Oh... well you could have said something" I told her taking her other elbow seeing the tender spots where bruises would likely form in the days to come "there, all better. If you like I can get the shower running nice and hot? That'll Make you feel better"

"Yes please sammy"

"Okay, give me five minutes I'll get it how you like it" I told her giving her lips a little kiss even if she tasted a little funny from where she hadn't yet brushed her teeth or anything. I went to the bathroom and got the shower how she likes it putting a nice fluffy towel on the side for her, and she wondered in after a while giving me a kiss on the cheek for my work. So I let her be leaving her to her shower returning to my comic books for a while making sure to keep an ear out for her incase she... needed me in anyway. But I worked up hearing a loud bang and crash along with a small scream, I rushed up to the bathroom door and saw her in the bath her towel around herself

"I had a fall" she says tears already welling up in her eyes

"Ohhhh my sweet little butterfly," I cooed going over and helping her as best I could basically carrying her to our bedroom as she now has a lot more forming bruises and her knee was in alot of pain so I grabbed our first aid kit and made sure she was okay wrapping up anywhere she needed the support and giving all her little injuries kisses to cheer her up, I helped her get dressed for the day as she wouldn't be doing much especially now even picking her up and carrying her to the living room tucking her in on the sofa with a blanket her favorite pillow and even a stuffie to snuggle with "there my poor little bruises butterfly" I cooed "you need anything you let me know okay"

"Could I have apple juice?"

"Of course you can. I'll get you your juice you rest up" I told her going to the kitchen and making her a nice glass of apple juice sitting it on the table for her "now you rest little butterfly, don't want you trying to fly about when your hurt, and I don't want you getting hurt anymore. Call me If you need anything"

"Anything?"

"Anything at all y/n"

"Thank you samuel"

"You're welcome." I smiled giving her a little kiss