St. Cucurocho's {Skephalo/4halo AU} COMPLETE (mess)

Too Happy

That night Bad crawled into bed with the needy version of his husband. He tried to get out of Skeppy's arms, but he wouldn't let him. "I don't want to cuddle."

"Why not?" Skeppy pouted.

"Because I know what you want." Bad huffed. He laid his head against Skeppy. "Not gonna happen."

"That's fine. I'm capable of cuddling without starting something." Skeppy nuzzled his face lightly against Bad. "You're just so...Squeezable. I missed you."

Bad couldn't help but crack a smile. "You're being a cutie."

"You're the cutie." Skeppy kissed his forehead. "My beautiful husband."

Bad felt that compliment in his heart, and on his nerves. "What about handsome?"

"Of course, but some men are just beautiful." Skeppy claimed. "I love you, Bad...I'm sorry that I ever doubted it. We've been through a lot, but I want to survive more with you."

Bad closed his eyes and took in the familiar scent of Skeppy's clean showered skin. And the feeling of his body in an embrace. Then he thought about Forever. Forever's seductive cologne that Bad never mentions but considers a guilty pleasure. Forever's worked body and his voice. The voice that can speak English and Portuguese, because Forever is a determined person that can learn and do all he wants. Bad started to melt, and it wasn't Skeppy's doing. What's better? Love or lust? Bad wanted to choose something new.

-

Pomme hesitated in front of the door, looking back at Skeppy. "I don't want to do this. It won't help."

Skeppy looked at the consouler with an apologetic smile. "She's nervous, can I sit in on just this first session?"

"Would you be okay with that, Pomme?" The counselor asked.

Pomme nodded and they all walked into the room.

"Take a seat wherever you feel comfortable. You can call me Dr. Nihachu if you want. But most of my patients just call me Niki. It's up to you."

Pomme sat on a small leather couch with Skeppy and nodded respectfully. "Okay, I like that name. Niki."

Niki smiled and sat down. "Thank you, Pomme is such a pretty name too."

Skeppy looked at Pomme, and Pomme looked back at him. They both knew she couldn't tell the truth, but she had to say something. For her sanity, she had to say something. So she described what happened as a dream. "Can I tell you about my nightmares?"

Niki was pleasantly surprised. Most times patients needed to be prompted to start talking. "Absolutely, tell me all about them. If you get overwhelmed, we can stop at any time."

-

Bad left his shift early to check on Forever. He unlocked the front door and greeted Nelsinho. "Hello!" Nelsinho barked and wagged his tail. "Shh Sentar" the dog sat down and vibrated with excitement. "Pare de latir." Bad spoke to the dog in Portuguese like Forever had taught him. Nelsinho stopped barking.

Forever came from his room, more smiley than he was the day before. "Bad!" He ran and hugged him, shaking him in the awkward way he always does. "You came back."

"Yeah, you look good. Are you feeling better?"

"Much better, mhm." Forever pulled away from the hug. "I just want to kiss you– I feel like I'm going to explode!"

Bad laughed awkwardly. "Okay, we're not going to 'explode' together." He observed the permanent smile on Forever's face. "Did something amazing happen here?" He teased.