Moomin one shots

Not so s(o)uper (SnufkinxReader)

Snufkin sat by his campfire and heated up some of the same soup he always ate. You sat opposite of him slightly in a day dream. Dreaming of hugging the man and just being as close with him as Moomin was. It wasn't certain if it was you blushing or the fires heat but your face felt hot. From your ears to your cheeks it felt so hot everything else felt icy in the summer night air. 
"Would you like the bigger bowl of soup?"
Snufkin broke you from the thoughts of your innocent crush and held up two hand carved bowls.
"Oh i don't- i don't mind which."
He scooted to the side you sat on to hand your bowl. The two of you sat in silence for the meals duration and you cleaned things yourself. You were left with your thoughts on the river side. 
That soup tasted thin.. is it always like that? Was it just so he could share with me? He definately isn't getting enough nutrients with it either way..
You finished rinsing things and shakily made your way back to the fire. 
"Are you okay (Y/N)? You look pale."
He went and put his blanket around you and sat you by his side. Snufkins paw seemed more slender than you recalled, perhaps you were just worried.. 
"Snufkin?"
"Yes?"
You took a moment to think of how to word your question without sounding rude or clingy. A moment too long you must have taken as things felt dizzying and your breath sped up. Tears threatened to fall as you tried to find your voice.
"Is that all you eat?"
Snufkin chuckled and took out his harmonica as he had not seen your face since you sat down.
"Was it really that bad? I'm sorry, i don't normally cook for others but yes."
Just as the mouth organ touched his lips he was alerted by a soft shaking. You had began to cry from the worry for him. The blanket was clutched in your fists on your mouth and pulled taught on your back in an attempt to muffle the scene you were afraid to make.
"Oh (Y/N) why cry over something like soup? Here.."
As he put his arms around you in an attempt at comfort yours latched around his thin frame.
Just as you feared, he was so thin from malnutrition. You didn't care in this moment of how he thought of you as all you wanted was comfort. You felt weak as if some much larger being just thrown you into a hellish void. Your arms felt weak and the tears felt forced out despite your very real pain. 
"I'm sorry is it because you fear for my health? I'm sure i am fine.. I feel quite right if that helps?"
You tried to find your strength through his calming voice and words. You tried to find a solution rather than lose it over the current.

An hour and half later you are able to sit up on your own and find some of your composure. 
"What brought this on anyway (Y/N)?"
Quietly you replied.
"Well a week ago i had been talking to Moomin  and Snorkmaiden about how cuddly each of us are. I mean- you are cuddly? At least i would imagine but i always saw you eat nothing but that soup and wondered about its nutrients.."
"So that's why you came down for dinner?"
Fixing your hair and sitting up to adjust the blanket around your shoulders you looked away in embarrassment.
"Y-yes.. i'm sorry! I just worry about y- i mean my friends."
"It's quite alright (Y/N)."
Snufkin promptly got up and took a bowl to the river. He returned and dipped a piece of scrap cloth in it.
"Here.."
Snufkin wiped your reddened face with the cool water and talked about this and that till you calmed down. The panic attack must have taken a lot out of you as you fell asleep in his arms.

From then on out you made it your duty to take Snufkin more filling and nutrient foods. He quickly plumped up and just as the two of you became closer. Not as close as Moomin and he but you had the pleasure of being allowed to cuddle with him. 


"(Y/N)?"
"Yes Snufkin?"
He placed a wild flower behind your ear and gave a quick kiss to your lips.
"Thanks for looking out and taking care of me."