TW: mentions of pain, implied nsfw, nightmares, its so fluffy someone might die
Author's Note: the next four chapters are going to each be no longer then 2000 words from different perspectives, for.. reasons. :]
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POV: Poltergeist
When I woke up, my body throbbed with a somehow comforting pain. Moving to roll over, I found myself pinned under Simon and Johnny. Looking around, I spotted tons of marks peppering their skin, as well as mine, which helped explain the throbbing pain. Struggling to move again, I found that not only was I pinned, but my legs refused to work. I heard a few footsteps, and I looked over to see Arthur carrying in 4 cups of something that smelled like hot cocca. All while limping. Once he spotted me, he let out a small chuckle as I gestured to him for help. "Tut mir leid, Schatz, ich kann dir nicht helfen. I barely escaped their grasps myself." I let out a soft groan, before shoving at Johnny's shoulder. "Oi, mohawk man, you're turning me into a pancake."
Another chuckle from Arthur as he watched Johnny grumble and cuddle me closer. Glancing at Simon, my gaze met blue wide awake and amused eyes surrounded by smudged black paint. I rolled my eyes at the amusement in his, before kissing his forehead in an attempt to get him to let me up. Which unfortunately only resulted in him letting out an amused grunt and kissing my forehead in return. Rolling my eyes again, I managed to free an arm to shove - albeit weakly - at his shoulder. A less amused grunt was his only response, and Arthur chuckled, now comfortable leaning against the doorway after setting down the hot cocca. Flopping my head back on the pillow, I glared half-heartedly at the three of them. After a while of just allowing the comforting cuddles, Johnny started to stir. At first it seemed like he was waking up, but once I took a moment to actually look over his features, it started to seem less like he was waking and more like he was having a nightmare.
Using my free hand, I began to run my nails over his scalp in a steady comforting motion, looking to find Simon gently rubbing his back as Johnny's fingers and head twitched. Kissing at his forehead only resulted in a soft grumble as he pulled me - and Simon - closer. I focused my attention on trying to help him calm down as Simon finally shifted off of me to rub his back. Arthur moved closer, coming to quietly stand behind Johnny, limping the whole way. After a while of the three of us trying to calm Johnny down, he jolted up into a sitting position, hands grabbing for a gun that wasn't there due to our naked - except for Arthur, who's wearing sweatpants - states. All of us froze, letting Johnny come back to reality before we even attempted to speak to him.
Once his breathing had returned to normal, I reached out a hand to gently place it on his back. A soft jolt, before he turned to see me, Simon, and Arthur. A shaky breath, and then he positioned himself to sit down on the bed, Simon rising to comfort him as I struggled to make my legs move. Soon enough I was siting up, reaching over to gently rub Johnny's back as soft shudders ran through him. Fingers ran through his mohawk in an attempt to calm him, and before long we were discussing what to do for the day. "You could give us a better tour of the Hive." I rolled my eyes. "And have everyone teasing me more for dating you three? Sorry but no, we'd have to pick something else." Now it was Simon's turn to roll his eyes. "As if anyone here doesn't already know." I scoffed, but I knew he was right. Then an idea popped into my head, one that would get the four of us out of the Hive, but also one we could all enjoy together. "How about we all get dressed and go for a motorcycle ride? The trails around here are for Sparrows only, so its not like we'd be far from civilization." The thought made the three of them look at me with confusion.
"Aber ich weiß nicht, wie man Fahrrad fährt. Who's gonna drive in that case?" Simon chuckled. "I can drive a motorcycle Arthur. You'll be fine." I chuckled, gently kissing Johnny's forehead before looking back to Simon and Arthur, kissing Arthur's forehead and then Simon's once I got permission. "I'll drive, Arthur can ride with me and Simon, you drive for Johnny. How's that sound?" Arthur looked relieved as he nodded, Simon pre-occupied with Johnny who'd taken up residence with his head in Simon's lap. But they both made an affirmative noise. With a soft smile, I got up to get in the shower, using a giggling Arthur as support on the way while Simon and Johnny made their typical smartass remarks.
-about an hour of teasing later-
Finally on the open road, the sun setting while the stars sparkled into existence, with König clinging to my back, I couldn't help but to allow myself to forget our current issues. The wind - combined with Soap's excited whoops and hollers - made for a comforting atmosphere as we ducked and wove through the trees on the old gravel road I had led them to. König clung to me as if he was afraid he'd fall off, and the feel of his arms wrapping around me, using me for security, it made me feel warm. After a bit of driving, we arrived to the top of the mountain I'd led them up, with a valley with a perfect view of the surrounding forest which perfectly hid the cabin that was the Hive's above-ground entrance. Cutting the engines on our bikes, the four of us climbed off to admire the view as Soap set up the picnic we had brought with us. All four of us clambered onto the blanket that was far too small for three over-6-foot men and myself and set to work splitting the numerous snacks that Soap had packed, ranging from sweets to cheese and some meats, the origins from the Hive I didn't know.
"Pure dead brilliant. This is an amazing view." Soap mused, yanking the cracker I was eating out of my hand. I tossed a half-hearted glare at him, but otherwise just continued admiring the view. For the moment, we were all calm, at peace. Sure, we still have to track down Shepherd and get back at him for what happened, but for now, the four of us could afford the relaxation.
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