Stop following me. (second spinoff of never leave you alone)

chapter thirty five .

Loki called John over, the man was needed for a job.
The first thing he noticed was just how different the atmosphere was, it was warm and calm.
The second thing he noticed was that all the males in the home were happy, not just Egil or Loki.
Lastly, he saw a mass of ruffles that was a fancy dress with a sleepy albino inside.
The ebony haired male kneeled in front of the sleeping female, "(y/n)?"
His ear was gripped and he was pulled away, "don't wake her, I just got her to sleep."
John looked behind him at Bernard, "she's home?"
"Ja, be quiet and watch this.", the swede answered and motioned to the female.

Small balls of light appeared in the room, some od the lights seemed to dance around the female and lit up her features.
John looked back to Bernard, the male was in a state of complete bliss as he watched the lights.
The ebony haired male held out his hand and touched a ball, his fingers became covered in a fine shimmering powder that stuck to and seemed to soak into his skin.
The recent cuts on his hand faded away without scarring.
The Swedish male pulled John out of the room to talk to him.
"So what is the job?", the American asked.
"It's another grab task, we need her stave.", the swede answered, "it is most likely at the Nordic house. With Luxembourg."
"I don't see what she likes 'bout him.", John said, "mighty big shame if her hurts her feelings, bless her."
Bernard snickered at the male's dialect, "aw shaddup."

"You do not have to start now. You can visit lillasystir for a bit.", the swede spoke and walked off.
John went back into the room and watched the orbs float around, he kneeled if front of the silver haired female.
She looked like a statue or image of a goddess of some sort would look, beautiful.
The ebony haired Man watched as the lights faded and the female opened her eyes, the eyes showed life and energy in them.
But it seemed like she could not move from her position, like she was a doll.
"Hello (y/n) it is me, John Housen.", John spoke with a smile on his face, "I'm sorry I upset you before. Could you forgive me?"
The female was quiet, possibly from some sort of trauma.
"What happened?", the male asked, "what made you like this?"
Her eyes looked ahead without focus, yet he knew she saw him.

(Y/n) saw him.
John.
She wanted to tell him what she knew, she wanted to tell him she forgave him.
She could not, the only thing she could do was her light magic.
The male looked up as an aurora appeared in the room, soothing colors faded and glowed.
"Are you doing this?", the male asked and the aurora waved a bit, "it's beautiful."
The same shimmering powder from the light balls fell from the aurora, it felt good.
Warm and kind, like (y/n) was.
The silver haired female's eyes closed once the aurora faded, her breathing became slow and gentle.
She had fallen back asleep.
"John, Hállo!", The voice of Egil greeted the American, "isn't she adorable?"
The Icelander had a cup on his hand, he walked to the female and woke her up.
Her eyes opened and so did her mouth when the cup was presented to her, the male tipped the cup into her lips to feed her the liquid.

"What is that Egil?", John asked.
"Special tea blend that I make for her when she is ill.", the Icelandic male answered and took the cup away once his sister was finished, "she's Going to have to sleep more to heal from this head injury.  I checked her after Thurston brought her here from her room after their nap."
The platinum haired man petted his sister's hair gently before taking the cup back to the kitchen.
The silver haired female breathed gently with her head tilted slightly to the side, the Icelandic male came back and carried the female away with John following.
"Can I help you?", the Icelandic male asked.
"Where are you taking her?", the American asked.
"To one of our brothers.", Egil replied and walked to the nearest male, "oh brother~"
Loki looked at Egil pissed then calmed down, he took the female from his Icelandic brother.
"You two better go. This might be a double team mission.", the Norwegian said and set the sleeping girl on the bed.
John watched Loki brush out the female's hair, small lights again floated around.
Loki seemed happy at the lights.
Egil tapped the American's shoulder, "let's go."