Wizard

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I finished up starting to pack my tools away as Hetty took the patient back to bed and the crowd cleared out happy with their fill of blood from the grand display. I rubbed the sweat from my brow with the rolled sleeve of my shirt trying not to get blood on my face given my hands were coated in it.

"Knock Knock," A voice speaks up,

And Immediately I smiled and turned my attention to the door,

There Y/n stood, In her knee-high boots, stockings, petticoats, her sweet pale blue dress with off-white details long since turned grey in the wash, her little lace gloves and her Y/H/C hair in sweet beautiful curls, a small wicker basket in her hand looking sweet and huggable as ever.

"Awww, there you are." I cooed, "I was wondering where my daily kiss was?"

She rolled her sweet Y/e/C eyes and came over kissing my cheek,

"Hey! That's all I get?" I jokingly complained wrapping my arms around her and trying to pull her in for a proper kiss,

"Jack! You're getting blood all over my dress!" She complained,

"Well this wouldn't be a problem if you'd just given me a proper kiss," I joked, "Now would it?"

She rolled her eyes again and rested her hands on my shoulders pulling our lips together,

I smiled and happily kissed her back squeezing her in my arms a little until she pulled away, "That's better,"

"What on earth were you up to anyway?"

"Amputation. Some guy crushed his whole leg ankle to knee."

"Horrid." She gaged,

"I know, I know. You hate all that stuff." I cooed, "So? Why has my lovely wife come to visit me?"

"What did you forget when you left this morning?" She asked,

Immediately my heart jumped to my throat, "Uuuhh..." I grumbled as I racked my mind with what I could possibly have forgotten, "...To tell my beautiful wife I love her?" I asked carefully,

"Jack you tell me that every day," She chuckled, "But no, you told me that this morning,"

"Oh... then I have no idea,"

"You feeling hungry?"

"...Now you mention it yeah actually-" and it clicked, "I forgot my lunch didn't I?"

"Yes you did," She nodded handing over the small basket she brought with her, "Left it right on the kitchen counter again,"

"Sorry, I always forget to go in the kitchen before I leave." I sighed,

"Maybe I should start putting it by the door,"

"Wouldn't be a bad idea," I nodded,

"But as it was my day off and I had to come deliver it anyway, I made you a nice home-cooked lunch instead today,"

"Awww, you're so sweet to me," I cooed peppering her cute little freckles with kisses, "How did I get a lovely little thing like you?"

"I don't know, I'm still not completely convinced you're not an apothecary."

"There are people in town who still think I'm some kind of apothecary," I sighed,

"Well maybe stop doing wizardly things," She shrugged,

"I'm a doctor, every time I do anything people assume I'm a wizard." I sighed, "I swear one of these days I'll do surgery and people will come after me with pitchforks and torches to hang me as a witch,"

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