Hard Time's

Meddle About

You grab your top pulling it on it covers enough of you that you are respectable. The Baroness kneels down beside seeing the blood on your leg. 'What was I thinking.' she self-chastizes. You smirk. 'Don't be silly, it'd have taken John bursting in here with a cold bucket of water to get me off of you.' The Baroness's lips twitch and she hides a smirk, John knocks on the door. 'Is everyone decent?' You laugh. 'You can come in John!' he enters with a bag of bandages and dressing that the hospital gave you to take home. 'I'll need to cut the old one off-' 'I can do it.' The Baroness cuts him off. You and John share a look. 'I am not totally useless you two know.' she speaks without even looking up to see the shared look.

You are slightly worried as much as you love her you do not consider the Baroness to be "nurse" material. She grabs the scissors which make you jump and she shoots you a look. Her focus goes to your leg and she delicately cuts the bandage off and removes the dressing. You sometimes forget that she started her life off as a designer she's exceptionally accurate. The Baroness cleans your wound and applies a fresh dressing. She bandages your leg and carefully secures it. Your head is tilted as you watch her do this. She is so sweet and so tender.

When she sees this she double-takes. 'What?' she looks confused. 'I just like watching you work, you're so gentle.' you speak softly. John is looking at his bed miserably. The Baroness looking amused back the bandages away and you take her hand pressing your lips to it and closing your eyes. 'B-Baroness.' John clears his throat and you both look at him. 'Your um, breast is exposed.' he says awkwardly. 'Oh!' the Baroness quickly covers herself. You pull her onto your good leg to sit and tuck her into the blanket. 'I love you.' you whisper and press your forehead to hers.

John looks back at the bed and sighs grabbing a footstool and shifting it so that it can support the mattress. 'Can you two please just go to sleep and keep your hands off of each other? I really do quite like my furniture whole.' You blush as John leaves muttering. The Baroness gets up and gives you a hand as she disposes of the blanket. This doesn't make matters any easier for you as you watch her bend over to lift her night dress. 'Your arse is phenomenal.' you speak more to yourself. The Baroness turns to you raising an eyebrow. 'Well I know that.' she replies without any shame and shimmies back into her gown.

You wince getting back into bed and she joins you, you rest your head on her chest listening to her heartbeat. '(y/n), I was wondering when did you decide to pursue me?' she plays with your hair. 'To be fair you did most of the pursuing you stalked me at work for quite some time.' She makes a face at you. 'That's not an answer.' You wrap your arm around her waist and rub relaxing circles into her hip. 'I knew I wanted to be close to you when you save me from the landlord and that guy at the club. I liked cuddling into you in the car. I don't know, that day Cruella appeared I knew I needed to protect you.' she chuckles at this. 'I remember, you've always been fiercely concerned about my safety, it's nice.' she admits.

"We only met each other just the other day

But you already got me feeling some type of way
Now, if I could figure it out
I'd take you back to my house
So we could meddle about"

'When I caught you on the stairs I saw you looked uncomfortable at my touch so I didn't think we'd get any farther.' you admit. 'I don't like people touching me it makes me uncomfortable. I admit I felt a spark when you touched me, anyone else would have let me fall.' You frown and lean up kissing her throat softly. 'I'll never let you fall.' you whisper and squeeze her waist protectively. 'The night with the rats I think.' The memory causes her to shiver but you only hold her tighter. 'I knew you wanted to sleep in my room and were too scared to ask. I held you, just like I'm doing now and all your fears seemed to melt away.' The Baroness smiles.

'And when I woke up the next morning I could feel you playing with my hair, and my face was right in your boobs and you seemed to like it.' The Baroness stops stroking your hair and blushes. 'You were awake?!' You look up at her and smirk. 'Yeah, but I was spending as long as I could where I was.' The Baroness gapes hiding a smirk. 'You are something else!' You shrug and snuggle down again. 'Yeah, you'll need to punish me for it later.' The Baroness laughs kissing the top of your head. 'GO TO SLEEP!' John yells from the other room. 'We are sleeping!' you yell back at him. 'Jeese what's his problem he's so cranky.' you grumble.

John sighs and walks over to his liquor trolley he's up any way he might as well have a drink. He lifts the bottle and sees it is empty. 'Wonderful.' he goes back to the sofa and flops down. The next morning he jumps awake as the curtains are flung open he tries to shield his eyes from the light. 'Ah, John is breakfast ready?' the Baroness smiles. John gets up and walks over to the Baroness shoving her out of the window. John suddenly jumps awake as his alarm goes off and blows out a sigh of relief. 'I have got to get them out of here.' he groans. The Baroness comes out of the bedroom opening the curtains. 'Ah, John is breakfast ready?' John studies her for a moment. 'Have you ever had a really vivid dream?' A crinkle appears on the Baroness's brow. 'What?' John shakes his head. 'Nevermind.'