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They Accidentally Hurt You-Part 2 (Harriet, Brenda)

Harriet(The Spring:Either:Your P.O.V)
I didn't want to stress her out more. She already had so much on her plate and was pushing herself to the limit. The last thing she needed was another problem.

The injury wasn't that bad. It was just a really long surface level scratch. Nothing some rubbing alcohol and a bandage couldn't fix.

I’m not mad at her. I had no reason to be. She would never hurt me on purpose, and these things happen. She was a little heated and didn't realize she still had her knife in her hand. It was as simple as that.

I didn't want to bother her about anything. Not with all this weight on her shoulders. Still, I subtly checked on her. I would drop her meals off at the Maproom before she got there, refill her water bottle and put it where I found it when I could tell it was running low, made sure everyone was in line and no longer trying to murder Rachel and Aris (while also keeping an eye on them), and making sure her hut was tidy and clean before she went to bed.

I was up to the last one again. Since I knew her routine as well as I knew mine I, I was sure she wouldn't be back for at least half an hour.

I was folding one of the few pairs of clothes she had, laying her night ones on the very top so she could change into them. When I was satisfied with that, I made her bed, being sure the blanket was tucked in but loose and the pillow was okay. Small but helpful.

As I was double checking my work I heard the door open. Turning around, as I was about to tell the person that she wasn't here and wasn't to be bothered, I saw it was Harriet herself.

“Sorry. I didn’t think you’d be back so early,”I apologized, going to leave her be.

As I tried to walk out the door though, she gently but quickly grabbed my wrist. Turning to look at her, I saw her facial expression was desperate and almost panicked, her eyes wide and a flash of hurt in them.

“What's wrong Harriet?”

“I know I hurt you. I know that, and I’m sorry, but please talk to me? I would never do that on purpose. Ever, and I’m sorry if I scared you. I know you're mad at me, but I need you. I need you no matter what. Not just because you look out for me, but because you are the love of my life. You're my world, and I don't know what the hell I would do without you. So please let's just talk about this? You can yell at me or get angry at me or-”
“I’m not angry at you. Why would you think that?”I interrupted, shutting the door with my foot as I moved closer to her.

“You’ve been avoiding me. I understand why. I do, but I don't want you to be afraid of me. I would never, ever, ever leave any marks like that on you, and I want you to know that. I need you to understand that,”She pleaded, taking both my hands in hers.

“I do. I’m not scared of you, and I’m not mad. It's just that with everything that's been happening, I didn't want to stress you out. I was just trying to stay out of the way and help you,”I explained.

“I’m sorry. You know that, right?”She whispered, close to tears.

“Oh Harriet,”I sighed, cupping her face and pressing my lips to her temple. Hearing her heave a sigh of relief, I pulled away but kept my hands where they were. “I do. I know that accidents happen, and I’m sorry I hurt your feelings. I was trying to give you space so you could focus on what you needed to. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, sweetheart. If I was upset, I would talk to you,”I promised, rubbing circles on her skin with my thumb.

“Thank you for all your help. I really do appreciate it, and I love you,”She whispered in my ear as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders. Holding her by her waist, I rested my chin on her shoulder as I slowly rocked her back and forth.

“I love you too. I love you, and I see how hard you've been working, and I’m here for you. I’ll always be here for you,”I reassured her.

“Can we just go to sleep the way we used to?”She mumbled. Taking her hand, I silently said yes as I led her to her bed. Crawling in by the wall, I patted the spot beside me. Doing the same, she faced me, tangling our legs together as she rested her head on my chest. Cradling the back of her head, I kissed her forehead again.

“Even the leader needs to be held sometimes. Even the leader needs to be shown love. Even the leader needs someone to be vulnerable to. Even though you're in charge, you deserve someone to take care of you. And I will gladly do that. I always will,”I promised.

“I love you,”She mumbled, her voice drowsy.

“I love you more. Now go sleep, and I will be here when you wake up.”

“You always are.”

“And I always will be.”

Brenda(The Scorch:Either:Your P.O.V)
I absolutely love Brenda. I do. I love how sarcastic and fun and tough and secretly caring she is.

Lately though, she had gotten extremely overprotective. An obnoxious amount of overprotective. Asking a million times if I was okay, always saying she would do a task before I could even volunteer, and no longer playing around with me. It was like she was convinced I was going to break every single bone in my body if she took her eyes off of me.

I love her. I really do, but it's getting exhausting. It's a brand new level of cautious, something she had never even been before.

“Brenda, I can walk down some stairs,”I sighed.

“I didn't say you couldn't.”

“Then, let go of my arm?”

“I’m just . . . being affectionate,”She trailed off.

“That's not even a word in your dictionary,”I pointed out. Ignoring me, she kept her hold as we made our way to the bottom of the stairs. “You're not going to hurt me. I know that. Do you know that?”I asked gently. As she completely froze I knew she didn't. “Brenda,”I sighed, pulling my arm away from her and leaning against the wall.

“I’m just trying to be more careful. I don't want to hurt you.”

“It was an accident. No harm was actually done.”

“I could have lost you. I could have completely lost you, and it would be all my fault.”

“It was two stories. Not a thousand. We already know the floors are angled, and we both play around like that. It's something I love about being with you. The way we know how to actually relax around each other and have fun, that's really special to me. I don't want to lose that just because of an accident,”I said firmly.

“Really?”She asked skeptically.

“Really. You're everything I want, and you don't need to even think about changing just because of something you didn't mean to do,”I reassured her, swinging my arm back around her shoulder to prove it. Wrapping her arms around my waist, she accepted my embrace. Actually and truly accepted it.

Which is exactly what I had been craving for weeks now and something I never wanted to lose again.