Chapter: 4/9
Word Count: 702
Pairings: Ruben 'Ruvik' Victoriano/Leslie Withers
Warnings: Mpreg, Fluff, AU - Canon Divergence
AN: Already onto the fourth chapter! I seem to be coming up with these chapters more easily than anything else today, so I'm hoping that you all are appreciating the constant updates this story seems to be getting. xD This pairing is insanely fun to write, and a caring Ruvik just seems like so much fun. I imagine he's so protective, at first, because Leslie is the only person compatible with him, slowly falling in love with him. I hope you guys enjoy the plan I have for this, I'm really excited for it!
Chapter Four: Falling Slow For You ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Feeling movement beside him, those brilliant near-white eyes slowly revealed themselves to see the sweet face of the young Leslie Withers in his arms, lids at half-mast as his fingers meticulously worked a weave of flowers together into the first flower crown Ruvik had seen in some twenty years. A brilliant sunflower headed a group of daisies and wild honeysuckle, small purple flowers dotting the twisted stems as though they were jewels. It seemed a patch of wildflowers had sprouted beside them while they'd slept, and bubbles floated calmly throughout the room with no fear of popping, the only sound the soft snapping of stems as they were wound around each other in increasingly intense patterns. The smaller hadn't noticed he'd woken, yet, apparently, as he continued to whittle away his time on what appeared to be his fifth or sixth chain, the others laid out beside him as his most recent project joined them and he reached for a sunflower that suddenly burst into an almost enormous flower, large enough to peck a kiss onto his forehead. Eyes wide, he gave a jerk as he turned to look at his softly smiling lover, who just greeted him with a gentle kiss.
"Good morning, Leslie." He whispered against chapped lips.
"G-goo-good mor-morn-morning, Ruvik…" Came the soft reply as the smaller curled up more against him, the flowers sprouting all around them. Daisies, sunflowers, and many other wildflowers and carefully cultivated ones seemingly coming from nowhere. A large orchid fell onto the smaller's head, and he wore it a bit like a hat for a moment, a tinkling of soft laughter from him as he grinned up at his lover. "I li-like th-the flowers." He offered sweetly, turning to his pristine pile of crowned and picking one up that seemed predominantly yellow, and settling it over the dome showing the other's brain.
"I'm glad you like them, Angelfish." He whispered, blinking slightly as he looked up, a stray petal falling down his face and landing on the smaller's cheek. "Is this the crown for your king?" Earning a nod in response, he cracked a fond smile as the crown turned to gold, the purple flowers spacing it out into beautiful amethysts. The orchid-hat the other wore suddenly became a beautiful flowing tiara with a purple veil, spotted like the flower had been. "My queen needs something just as beautiful."
And it was in that moment that Ruben 'Ruvik' Victoriano seemed to finally realize something had happened to him. Something strange, something he hadn't felt since before his sister died… He had fallen in love with Leslie Withers. The ball of rage inside him seemed subdued when the other was around, he found he couldn't be cruel to the smaller male, not if he tried… And if he was truly pregnant with his child, then… He was possibly in too deep, but if the feelings he could sense in the other were true, then it was a safe chasm for them both.
Curling in closer and quickly abandoning his crafts to wrap both arms around the other's neck, rolling onto his side and pressing their chests and stomachs together, Leslie smiled sweetly. Rubbing their noses together gently, he gave another tinkle of a giggle before sighing contentedly.
"The only-only th-thin-thing that would make this b-better is rain-rain…" He murmured, tucking his head beneath the elder's chin, and that soft smile turned into a full-on grin. Bringing the rain back into the room that he had a few months back, the droplets collected on the petals of the flowers throughout the room, dripping with a soft pitter-pat to the floor, and their bodies.
"I can make anything happen in this world, Leslie. And in this world, you are the one person I want to make happy. I will do anything in my power to make you happy." The promise seemed to fly over the younger's head, but the sentiment was there. He knew, now, that life would never be the same. His need for revenge burned with less of an intensity, and his need to protect only grew with the sweet moments he could spend with the albino. Life would be good for them here.
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