Moon Knight Oneshots

Cold Reminder Part 2

Steven sat on the couch with you fast asleep on his lap.
He was beyond furious at Marc, they had come so far with you.
You hadn't tried to escape in months and you loved giving them affection.
But after this Steven was sure you wouldn't be trusting them as much as you did.

"Jake?" Steven whispered as he looked up into the reflection of the TV to see an angry face staring back at him.

"I know, I'm angry at him as well." Jake growled making Steven sigh.
He looked down and ran his finger over the bruise that had formed on your neck. He couldn't stop Jake from fronting.

"Mi muñeca de porcelana. What has he done to you?" Jake whispered playing with your hair.
You grumbled softly before your eyes fluttered open.

"Marc?" You whispered in fear as Jake and Steven felt a pang of guilt in their heart.

"No, mi amor. He's not here." Jake whispered still playing with your hair to help you calm down.
You turned around and looked up at Jake.

"I'm sorry." You whispered with tears in your eyes as he looked at you sadly.

"Mi amor, you have not done anything wrong. My precious girl." He whispered leaning down to kiss your forehead.
He saw you flinch a little making him feel guilty.

"Can I go to my room?" You whispered with your eyes closed.

"Yes, mi amor. Just keep the door open." He replied as you nodded and quickly rushed away from them.

"She's afraid of us now, Marc broke whatever trust we had gained with her." Jake muttered watching you curl up into your bed.

"I know." Steven replied in a regretful whisper.

--

You woke up to see it was now dark outside.
You felt tears in your eyes and gently reached up to wipe them away.
You stumbled out to the kitchen to see there were no lights on.
You switched one on and saw a note on the table.

'Gone out, be back later tonight. Marc.'
Was all it said as you sighed.
You preyed he wasn't out drinking.
You got a blanket and curled up on the couch and decided to watch a movie.
The movie was almost finished at you heard the door unlock.
You looked up to see them stumbling in and you felt your heart drop.
He'd been drinking.

"Jake?" You whispered in fear as he looked up.

"Love, there you are." The voice slurred out as you breathed a sigh of relief.

"Steven, why are you drunk?" You muttered standing up but keeping your distance.

"M-Marc, was drinking and he was angry and I didn't want him to hurt you, so I took over." He said as you nodded a little and wrapped your arms around yourself.

"Do you want some tea?" You muttered as Steven collapsed onto the couch and groaned.
You were about to touch him when you heard a soft snore.
Maybe them being knocked out cold was the best option.
You covered them with a blanket and sat on the couch across from them so you could keep an eye on them.

--

After about an hour you heard them groan as you quickly rushed to them and made them stand up.
You dragged them to the bathroom and helped them onto their knees where they instantly threw up.
You cringed a little but rubbed their back.
Whoever was in control began to cry.

"I'm sorry, I'm so fucking sorry." He cried out, you knew it was Marc.

"It's okay, you're okay." You whispered rubbing his back.
He fell back and leaned against you.

"I shouldn't have hurt you, I shouldn't...Fuck." He cried out as you held him up.

"It's okay, you were just angry that's all." You muttered in return as he looked up at you.

"I shouldn't hurt you, I should never hurt you. That's why I'm going to go away for a bit. Let just Jake and Steven be in control. I can't risk hurting you." He whispered as you looked at him in shock.

"Are you sure?" You muttered, you knew it was a good idea but you would still miss him.

"Yes, I need to. I love you." He muttered before his eyes rolled back slowly.
He groaned once more and by the small whisper of a Spanish curse word you knew it was Jake.

"Arghhh." He muttered making you chuckle a little bit.

"Come on, I'll make you some food and get you some water." You said helping him to stand up as you both stumbled to the kitchen.
You sat him at the table where he rested his head and groaned.

"Are you really okay with Marc not being in control for a while?" You asked giving Jake a glass of water.

"He needs time to heal, and I can't have him drinking again. This is the best course of action. I know you'll miss him, mi amor. Steven and I will take care of you." Jake said as you smiled and kissed his forehead.

"I love you all."