[Fic] Hugs Make Everything Better (Allen, Kanda, Lavi)
Title: Hugs Make Everything Better
Fandom: D.Gray-man
Pairing: Um. There's Kanda/Allen touching and Lavi/Allen touching, but it's sadly innocent.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1700 exactly.
Notes: Oh, dear, please, guys, don't let me write any more stories like these. They're so silly. I guess this is another one of those pre-OT3-esque fics I can't seem to stop writing. I wrote it after Chapter 136 and if you read it you know exactly why. I'm not even cross-posting this. Edit: OMG yuismoon rocks my socks. Behold the fanart she drew me for Christmas! ♥
When Lavi watches the nurse drag Kanda and Allen into the ward by their ears, kicking and screaming, the both of them, he settles back on his bed to watch the show. He knows there's going to be one, and no point in trying to stop it. Might as well enjoy it.
That nurse, Lavi thinks, is a menace. She's one of those people who doesn't even need a name. She's been Nurse her whole life, and Lavi is willing to wager that she's never had a patient she couldn't terrorize into submission. Although Kanda and Allen both seem to be making a valiant effort to the contrary.
"I told you not to touch me!" Kanda is snarling.
"I only touched you a little bit," Allen is protesting over him as he flails. "You shouldn't have sat down next to me!"
It's really impossible to convey indifference while you're being dragged in the most undignified way imaginable across the room, but Kanda's trying anyway. "Whatever - dammit, ow! - you shouldn't have touched me!"
"I don't have - ow - a disease or something; I just touched you. People do it all - owwww! - the time!" Allen retorts. The nurse kind of tosses him against the bed and Allen clambers up onto it without a hitch. "If you hated it so much you should have shoved me away anyway," he adds, looking thoughtful. "But you didn't!" he concludes with a bit of a triumphant edge to his voice, hugging his knees up to his chest.
Lavi raises an eyebrow.
"I tried to shove you away and you wouldn't let go," Kanda growls as the nurse deposits him unceremoniously onto the bed. He bounces back up and she pushes him back down.
"You stay there," she says in an ominous voice, shaking his shoulders as if she'd rather be wringing his neck, "or I'll tell General Theodore you want to hear a bedtime story."
Lavi snickers while Kanda's mouth opens and his eyes widen. "Fine," he huffs.
"Thought you were going to your room," Lavi says as soon as she stalks away to stand guard outside the door. Like a sentinel, sort of, Lavi thinks idly. It's almost like a prison ward instead of a sick ward. He's okay with that for the moment, mostly because now he wouldn't miss any of this for the world.
"I was, but stupid over there was all balled up in one of his little pity parties and - "
"Excuse me," Allen says darkly, the volume of his voice rising with each word, "but my fate is sort of up in the air here and I'm a little preoccupied and a hug didn't kill you, now, did it?" The nurse pokes her head sharply into the room and glares at him. Allen plasters on an apologetic smile.
Kanda glowers. "That was not a hug."
"Wait," Lavi interrupts. He can't help it. "Yuu's giving out hugs now?" he asks. "Where do I get in line for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"
It's weird how sometimes you can see the balance of the universe illustrated so poetically, Lavi thinks a moment later, because he's got Kanda scowling like something from the pits of hell on one side and Allen beaming angelically at him from the other.
"Would you like a hug, Lavi?" Allen offers.
Lavi is exhausted. Lavi feels like he's been dragged seven miles by a stampeding horse. He's slept for hours and he's still exhausted; he feels sort of empty and his head is too full of things for anything to make sense. He's pretty sure he's going to have nightmares for weeks. He grins at Allen. "Yes, I would very much like a hug right now, Allen," he replies.
Allen fairly hurls himself at Lavi and Lavi's head cracks against the wall. "Ow," he says, wincing.
But Allen's hug is very nice and very, very thorough, the kind that you can't help reciprocating because it's so genuine, so he hugs back and lets Allen bury his face in Lavi's shoulder and if Allen's chest hitches when Lavi rubs his back, Lavi isn't going to say a word. Allen has been under a lot of stress lately.
While Lavi is carefully not paying attention to anything but the technical hug, he's also watching Kanda. Since Kanda's weapon is in tiny pieces at the moment, he's not too worried, but the murderous look on his face gives Lavi a little bit of pause.
What gives him more pause is how that expression becomes exponentially more murderous with every second that Allen is clinging to Lavi.
"You two," Kanda says at last, "are so... " He closes his eyes and Lavi can see his nostrils flare. "So... "
"You hugged him first, Yuu," Lavi points out.
Lavi has never seen a look on Kanda's face quite like the one he's sporting now, and he's needed a good laugh for a while. This will do nicely. He laughs so hard it makes Allen shake. Allen manages a tiny snicker himself after a second, if Lavi is not mistaken. Kanda's face continues to darken, but he schools his features into something indifferent when Allen looks up. Allen's eyes are bright, but dry.
"You see how happy we both are right now, Kanda?" Allen asks. "That is how hugs are supposed to work. They're supposed to make you feel good."
"I think he just needs some practice, Allen. In fact, I think you should go over there and try again," Lavi suggests, giving Kanda the most obnoxious smile he can muster.
"I think you're right," Allen says. Lavi has seen the determined look on his face before. Of course, that was when they were battling Noah, but he can see how this might not feel too terribly different. Lavi had meant it as a joke, but he decides to refrain from clarifying that.
The look on Kanda's face indicates that he's struggling with this notion, to say the least. Lavi speculates that it's because he is torn between punching Allen and pretending he doesn't care one way or the other, but he doesn't seem to come to a decision before Allen is standing in front of him.
And then Allen hesitates.
And then Kanda begins yelling.
"You idiot, you can never make up your damn mind, can you? If you're going to do it, do it already, you little brat, just get it over with and stop staring at me like - like - "
Allen scowls at Kanda, an expression that could have been borrowed from Kanda's own face. "Fine, you stupid jerk, here!"
Gotta hand it to Allen, Lavi thinks, when he does something he really does it. Allen throws his arms around Kanda's neck and yanks him down onto the pillow, Kanda's hands flying around Allen's back in what looks like an instinct to regain his balance, and they end up with Allen sprawled over Kanda, Allen's face in Kanda's hair.
The nurse looks in again and glowers at all of them. "This is a sickroom," she reminds them icily, "and I've been authorized to sedate all three of you if necessary."
Lavi is almost positive that's a lie, but he waits until she turns her back on them again to stick his tongue out at her just in case.
"If you cry on me I'm going to punch you," Kanda says darkly, his fingers tensing on Allen's back. "In the face," he adds as an afterthought.
"I'm not going to cry," Allen mumbles, and tightens his hold on Kanda, scooting a little closer to him.
"You two are simply adorable," Lavi comments, sliding back under his own covers and pulling the blanket up before arranging himself on his side to watch. He wonders which one of them is going to give first. Leave it to Kanda and Allen to turn a hug into a battle of wills. Lavi starts snickering.
Kanda glares at him over Allen's head. "Shut up, Lavi."
"How about that bedtime story now, Yuu?" Lavi asks. "Since you two are all cozy. I probably don't tell them as well as Daddy Theodore, but I can give it - "
"Shut up," Kanda repeats through his teeth, and closes his eyes, frowning.
Lavi is getting a little sleepy himself, but he can't tear his attention away from this. Although after a few minutes, he begins to feel like maybe he's being a voyeur rather than merely an amused onlooker.
"I'm a little surprised that you're, um, continuing to allow that," Lavi notes.
Kanda cracks his eyes open and scowls at Lavi before nudging Allen none-too-gently. Then he clears his throat. "He's asleep," Kanda mutters. He nudges Allen harder and slides a hand up to Allen's shoulder, shaking him. Allen doesn't budge.
"Well, he hasn't slept in forever," Lavi yawns. "Guess I can't blame him. Even if he is lying on top of you."
"He's not on top of me," Kanda informs Lavi.
"Uh huh. Well, I can give you a few tips about sleeping with Allen if you like," Lavi says.
A pause, and then Kanda's snort makes Lavi realize what he just said. A sly smile quirks up the corner of his mouth.
"Why, Yuu, was that an innuendo you just picked out of my statement? Are you feverish?" Kanda doesn't look amused, because, well, he never does, but somehow Lavi feels like there is amusement implied on his face. And then his own cheeks go hot. "Not like that!" Lavi protests. "Oh, God, just forget it. Nurse, turn off the light! Don't you know there are injured people trying to sleep in here?"
Her head whips around the edge of the door and she glares at Lavi. He hastily closes his eye, and when he dares to open it again the room is dark.
"Hey Yuu?"
No answer.
"Allen drools."
Nothing.
"And talks in his sleep."
Still nothing.
"And he likes to lick things."
"What?"
"Just checking to see if you were still awake." And then Lavi smirks to himself as he rolls over to go to sleep, sort of wishing the light was still on so he could see Kanda's expression.
Fandom: D.Gray-man
Pairing: Um. There's Kanda/Allen touching and Lavi/Allen touching, but it's sadly innocent.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1700 exactly.
Notes: Oh, dear, please, guys, don't let me write any more stories like these. They're so silly. I guess this is another one of those pre-OT3-esque fics I can't seem to stop writing. I wrote it after Chapter 136 and if you read it you know exactly why. I'm not even cross-posting this. Edit: OMG yuismoon rocks my socks. Behold the fanart she drew me for Christmas! ♥
When Lavi watches the nurse drag Kanda and Allen into the ward by their ears, kicking and screaming, the both of them, he settles back on his bed to watch the show. He knows there's going to be one, and no point in trying to stop it. Might as well enjoy it.
That nurse, Lavi thinks, is a menace. She's one of those people who doesn't even need a name. She's been Nurse her whole life, and Lavi is willing to wager that she's never had a patient she couldn't terrorize into submission. Although Kanda and Allen both seem to be making a valiant effort to the contrary.
"I told you not to touch me!" Kanda is snarling.
"I only touched you a little bit," Allen is protesting over him as he flails. "You shouldn't have sat down next to me!"
It's really impossible to convey indifference while you're being dragged in the most undignified way imaginable across the room, but Kanda's trying anyway. "Whatever - dammit, ow! - you shouldn't have touched me!"
"I don't have - ow - a disease or something; I just touched you. People do it all - owwww! - the time!" Allen retorts. The nurse kind of tosses him against the bed and Allen clambers up onto it without a hitch. "If you hated it so much you should have shoved me away anyway," he adds, looking thoughtful. "But you didn't!" he concludes with a bit of a triumphant edge to his voice, hugging his knees up to his chest.
Lavi raises an eyebrow.
"I tried to shove you away and you wouldn't let go," Kanda growls as the nurse deposits him unceremoniously onto the bed. He bounces back up and she pushes him back down.
"You stay there," she says in an ominous voice, shaking his shoulders as if she'd rather be wringing his neck, "or I'll tell General Theodore you want to hear a bedtime story."
Lavi snickers while Kanda's mouth opens and his eyes widen. "Fine," he huffs.
"Thought you were going to your room," Lavi says as soon as she stalks away to stand guard outside the door. Like a sentinel, sort of, Lavi thinks idly. It's almost like a prison ward instead of a sick ward. He's okay with that for the moment, mostly because now he wouldn't miss any of this for the world.
"I was, but stupid over there was all balled up in one of his little pity parties and - "
"Excuse me," Allen says darkly, the volume of his voice rising with each word, "but my fate is sort of up in the air here and I'm a little preoccupied and a hug didn't kill you, now, did it?" The nurse pokes her head sharply into the room and glares at him. Allen plasters on an apologetic smile.
Kanda glowers. "That was not a hug."
"Wait," Lavi interrupts. He can't help it. "Yuu's giving out hugs now?" he asks. "Where do I get in line for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"
It's weird how sometimes you can see the balance of the universe illustrated so poetically, Lavi thinks a moment later, because he's got Kanda scowling like something from the pits of hell on one side and Allen beaming angelically at him from the other.
"Would you like a hug, Lavi?" Allen offers.
Lavi is exhausted. Lavi feels like he's been dragged seven miles by a stampeding horse. He's slept for hours and he's still exhausted; he feels sort of empty and his head is too full of things for anything to make sense. He's pretty sure he's going to have nightmares for weeks. He grins at Allen. "Yes, I would very much like a hug right now, Allen," he replies.
Allen fairly hurls himself at Lavi and Lavi's head cracks against the wall. "Ow," he says, wincing.
But Allen's hug is very nice and very, very thorough, the kind that you can't help reciprocating because it's so genuine, so he hugs back and lets Allen bury his face in Lavi's shoulder and if Allen's chest hitches when Lavi rubs his back, Lavi isn't going to say a word. Allen has been under a lot of stress lately.
While Lavi is carefully not paying attention to anything but the technical hug, he's also watching Kanda. Since Kanda's weapon is in tiny pieces at the moment, he's not too worried, but the murderous look on his face gives Lavi a little bit of pause.
What gives him more pause is how that expression becomes exponentially more murderous with every second that Allen is clinging to Lavi.
"You two," Kanda says at last, "are so... " He closes his eyes and Lavi can see his nostrils flare. "So... "
"You hugged him first, Yuu," Lavi points out.
Lavi has never seen a look on Kanda's face quite like the one he's sporting now, and he's needed a good laugh for a while. This will do nicely. He laughs so hard it makes Allen shake. Allen manages a tiny snicker himself after a second, if Lavi is not mistaken. Kanda's face continues to darken, but he schools his features into something indifferent when Allen looks up. Allen's eyes are bright, but dry.
"You see how happy we both are right now, Kanda?" Allen asks. "That is how hugs are supposed to work. They're supposed to make you feel good."
"I think he just needs some practice, Allen. In fact, I think you should go over there and try again," Lavi suggests, giving Kanda the most obnoxious smile he can muster.
"I think you're right," Allen says. Lavi has seen the determined look on his face before. Of course, that was when they were battling Noah, but he can see how this might not feel too terribly different. Lavi had meant it as a joke, but he decides to refrain from clarifying that.
The look on Kanda's face indicates that he's struggling with this notion, to say the least. Lavi speculates that it's because he is torn between punching Allen and pretending he doesn't care one way or the other, but he doesn't seem to come to a decision before Allen is standing in front of him.
And then Allen hesitates.
And then Kanda begins yelling.
"You idiot, you can never make up your damn mind, can you? If you're going to do it, do it already, you little brat, just get it over with and stop staring at me like - like - "
Allen scowls at Kanda, an expression that could have been borrowed from Kanda's own face. "Fine, you stupid jerk, here!"
Gotta hand it to Allen, Lavi thinks, when he does something he really does it. Allen throws his arms around Kanda's neck and yanks him down onto the pillow, Kanda's hands flying around Allen's back in what looks like an instinct to regain his balance, and they end up with Allen sprawled over Kanda, Allen's face in Kanda's hair.
The nurse looks in again and glowers at all of them. "This is a sickroom," she reminds them icily, "and I've been authorized to sedate all three of you if necessary."
Lavi is almost positive that's a lie, but he waits until she turns her back on them again to stick his tongue out at her just in case.
"If you cry on me I'm going to punch you," Kanda says darkly, his fingers tensing on Allen's back. "In the face," he adds as an afterthought.
"I'm not going to cry," Allen mumbles, and tightens his hold on Kanda, scooting a little closer to him.
"You two are simply adorable," Lavi comments, sliding back under his own covers and pulling the blanket up before arranging himself on his side to watch. He wonders which one of them is going to give first. Leave it to Kanda and Allen to turn a hug into a battle of wills. Lavi starts snickering.
Kanda glares at him over Allen's head. "Shut up, Lavi."
"How about that bedtime story now, Yuu?" Lavi asks. "Since you two are all cozy. I probably don't tell them as well as Daddy Theodore, but I can give it - "
"Shut up," Kanda repeats through his teeth, and closes his eyes, frowning.
Lavi is getting a little sleepy himself, but he can't tear his attention away from this. Although after a few minutes, he begins to feel like maybe he's being a voyeur rather than merely an amused onlooker.
"I'm a little surprised that you're, um, continuing to allow that," Lavi notes.
Kanda cracks his eyes open and scowls at Lavi before nudging Allen none-too-gently. Then he clears his throat. "He's asleep," Kanda mutters. He nudges Allen harder and slides a hand up to Allen's shoulder, shaking him. Allen doesn't budge.
"Well, he hasn't slept in forever," Lavi yawns. "Guess I can't blame him. Even if he is lying on top of you."
"He's not on top of me," Kanda informs Lavi.
"Uh huh. Well, I can give you a few tips about sleeping with Allen if you like," Lavi says.
A pause, and then Kanda's snort makes Lavi realize what he just said. A sly smile quirks up the corner of his mouth.
"Why, Yuu, was that an innuendo you just picked out of my statement? Are you feverish?" Kanda doesn't look amused, because, well, he never does, but somehow Lavi feels like there is amusement implied on his face. And then his own cheeks go hot. "Not like that!" Lavi protests. "Oh, God, just forget it. Nurse, turn off the light! Don't you know there are injured people trying to sleep in here?"
Her head whips around the edge of the door and she glares at Lavi. He hastily closes his eye, and when he dares to open it again the room is dark.
"Hey Yuu?"
No answer.
"Allen drools."
Nothing.
"And talks in his sleep."
Still nothing.
"And he likes to lick things."
"What?"
"Just checking to see if you were still awake." And then Lavi smirks to himself as he rolls over to go to sleep, sort of wishing the light was still on so he could see Kanda's expression.