The Dragonborn's Family

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Author's Note:
Somewhat silly bit of fluff I imagined, takes place toward the end of "You Don't Have to Save the World Alone, Harbinger" after Krinna has defeated Alduin but before she and Vilkas moved to Breezehome.
Enjoy!
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Krinna had finally recovered enough that she'd been able to convince Vilkas she didn't need caring for around the clock. She knew he was getting a little stir crazy from sitting around Jorrvaskr so long, so she'd convinced him and Farkas to take on a larger than normal mission for the Companions. She'd expected it to take them a few days, but it had been weeks.
She was relieved when her bedroom door opened in the middle of the night and the large muscular Nord walked in.
Krinna smiled as he quietly set his gear down and took off his armor. He stepped back out to go wash up and Krinna had apparently dozed off. She woke up enough to smile and hum happily when a pair of muscular arms wrapped around her and pulled her to his large bare chest. He began kissing her face and neck gently... his short beard tickled her and his long hair fell across her face...
Krinna opened her eyes to see not the face of her husband, but her brother-in-law...
Startled, she shoved him off and shouted him clear out of the bed. She only used the first word, but her thuum still shook the walls.
"Damn it Farkas, what the fuck?!" She yelled as the large, naked man crashed into the wall on the other side of the nightstand. She quickly lit the lamp beside her bed and glared at the man on the floor.
"Ow," he moaned slowly trying to get up and rubbing the back of his head.
"What in Oblivion are you doing?" Krinna yelled furiously, "where's Vilkas?!"
"Krinna, it's me," Vilkas's voice groaned from the man that looked like Farkas.
Suddenly their door burst open and the real Farkas charged through, just as naked as his brother with even longer hair and a sword in his hands.
"What's wrong?" Farkas asked frantically looking around the room for an attacker. Krinna was even more startled by this. She grabbed a tankard from her bedside table and threw it at him.
"Why are you naked?!" She yelled as Farkas ducked and the tankard sailed over his head.
"I was in bed with my wife! We thought you were being attacked!" Farkas defended.
"Cover up with something!" Krinna yelled. Farkas rolled his eyes and stepped out into the study grumbling something along the lines of "you've seen my twin, I don't see what the big deal is," but he came back holding a large plate in front of his manhood.
"Now, why are you yelling at me and shouting my brother across the room?"
Vilkas, meanwhile, had gotten to a seated position on the floor and caught his breath again. He was the first to realize what had happened, he began to chuckle, and then to laugh. Krinna looked from one man to the other and realized her mistake. Krinna blushed in embarrassment. Farkas looked down at Vilkas in bewilderment.
"She thought I was you," Vilkas explained still laughing. Farkas nodded slowly and began to chuckle as well.
"What happened?!" Lydia suddenly appeared in the door in a nightgown with her sword and shield at the ready. Vilkas yelped and grabbed a pillow from the bed to cover himself, but then slumped back to the floor still snickering. Krinna just dropped her face into her hands shaking her head.
"Twin problems," Farkas chuckled, looking over his shoulder at her. Lydia looked around the room and from Vilkas to Farkas and realized what had happened. Rolling her eyes she handed Farkas her shield and took the plate away. Farkas accepted the shield gratefully, and then began laughing when he looked back at his brother on the floor with a pillow in his lap. Farkas's laughter set Vilkas off again and the two men just laughed for several moments.
Krinna looked up and met Lydia's eyes, Lydia gave her an understanding smirk, but Krinna could tell she was trying not to laugh too. She looked down at her husband on the floor, and then to her brother-in-law in the doorway and let out a grumpy sigh.
"You both need haircuts," she growled, folding her arms across her chest.
"Yeah, I can do that in the morning," Lydia agreed, as she ran her fingers through the hair that now reached to her husband's shoulder blades.
"Make sure she doesn't cut it too short, Farkas," Vilkas laughed.
"You wouldn't throw me out of the bed like that, would you?" Farkas smirked down at Lydia.
"No, but I would Vilkas," Lydia smirked back, "and any other man that's not my husband," she added with a shrug.
"Maybe I should skip the haircut," Farkas said uneasily.
Vilkas laughed, and Lydia giggled. Krinna dropped her face back into her hands.
"Alright," Lydia said, "goodnight you two." Then with a smile, she led Farkas back to their room.
Once the door shut Vilkas slowly got to his feet, still chuckling.
"Am I allowed to come to bed now, love?"
Krinna looked up at him with a scowl, but she couldn't keep the smile from her face for long. "No," she grumbled. Vilkas raised his eyebrows at her as she climbed out of bed. She pulled an ebony dagger from the chest by her bed and opened the bedroom door. "Come here," she called once she'd shut the doors to the study. Vilkas obeyed, watching her cautiously, but there was still amusement in his eyes. "Sit down," she ordered, motioning to the chair, but she was smiling at him. Vilkas chuckled and sat. Krinna stood behind him and carefully brushed his hair then used the dagger to cut off the extra length. When she was done she put down the dagger, stepped in front of him, and looked carefully at his face and hair. Vilkas continued smirking at her. Krinna sighed, the haircut would need to be evened out by someone with scissors who actually knew what they were doing, but she was at least satisfied that she wouldn't confuse him for Farkas in the dark again. She leaned in and kissed him. Vilkas kissed back hungrily, wrapping his arms around her waist. Krinna let him pull her down to straddle his lap and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She ran her fingers through his hair and Vilkas suddenly grimaced as her fingers brushed a knot that was starting to form on the back of his head.
"Sorry," Krinna winced as soon as he broke the kiss. She wondered how she'd missed the knot while brushing his hair, and she quickly cast Healing Hands on him.
"It's ok, love," Vilkas replied gently, "suddenly, I feel much better." He gave her another quick kiss. "I am glad you only used the first word to that shout though..."
"Well I wasn't wanting to kill Farkas," Krinna shrugged. "I would have given the full 'fus ro dah' to anyone else," she added, being careful to say the words and not shout them. Vilkas chuckled some more.
"I guess I never realized it was so terrible to look like my brother," he added with another chuckle.
"It's not, as long as I know it's you," she explained, "I have nothing against your brother, I just couldn't stand the thought of betraying you, even accidentally."
At that Vilkas stopped chuckling and just stared lovingly and appreciatively into his wife's eyes for a moment before sitting up straighter and pulling her to him for a long, passionate kiss.

"Alright," Krinna said a little breathlessly once Vilkas finally released her lips, "you're allowed to come to bed now..."