Sometimes, You Just Need To Be Held

Sometimes, you just need to be held

Summery: After a rough day, all you wanted to do was hide away in the dorm and forget about it all. However, your lovely significant other decided to try and cheer you up.

Character: Deuce Spade

Word Count: 896

Genre: Comfort (slight angst to fluff)

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Warnings: none

A/N: This was originally a gift for one of my friends because they were feeling down and I wanted to cheer them up. They loved it and have allowed me to share it with all of you as well. I hope you find some comfort from this fic if your not having the best day 💛💙

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Everything that could have gone wrong that day, went wrong. The potion in Crewels class had blown up because some cat-looking direbeast decided that it needed more silverfish scales which resulted in a lengthy makeup process. The homework was forgotten in a locker, which resulted in an awkward explanation to Trein as to where it was. He did let you go back and get it much to some relief, but Lucius seemed to judge you for the entire class period. You had gotten smacked by a badly thrown magicshift disc which resulted in a nurse trip, missed lunch because of said accident, and had nearly been ragdolled around by a very excited Floyd who decided he wanted to mess with you at that very minute. Your savior at that moment had been Jade who dragged his protesting twin back to the lounge to finish his shift.

The unbirthday party hadn't gone much better. The pastries for the unbirthday party had been overcooked cause Ace wasn't watching the timer and Trey had to step in, a can of red paint had been accidently dropped on your head while in uniform by a clumsy second year student, and to top it off the hedgehogs had somehow gotten free from their enclosure and you were forced to fetch them or risk Riddle slapping a coller on you. Needless to say you didn't enjoy that days unbirthday party even after the chaos had calmed down, and not once during that day had you gotten any glimpse of Deuce, the one person you wanted to see the most.

Walking through the doorway of Ramshackle, you let out a sigh, and allowed the tears that you'd been holding back the whole day to fall. So much chaos and so many problems to solve in such a small amount of time, you were completely drained both physically and mentally. Slipping your shoes off and placing them in the dorms shoeracks, you made your way up the creaking stairs to your room so you could remove the paint stained uniform to wash it, as well as take a shower to remove the remaining paint from your hair. Cater had been nice enough to try and get as much paint out as possible, but there wasn't much he could do.

One shower later, you changed into clean casual clothing and walked back downstairs to throw the dirtied uniform into the washing machine. The second you did so there was a knock at the door. Some part of you didn't want to answer it. The day has been rough enough, and whoever was at the door probably wanted something from you. You'd bet ten thaumarks that it was Crowley on your doorstep with another threat 'gracious offer' that you couldn't refuse. Regardless you went up to the door, took a deep breath to reel in any patience and sanity you had left in you, and opened the door.

Your eyes widened when you saw a very familiar blue-haired freshman standing in front of the door, still in his uniform and complete with a sheepish expression and his hands behind his back.

"Hi, I um…I heard from Grim that you had a bit of a rough day, so I brought you these." He pulled his hands out from behind his back, presenting you with your favorite pastry and your favorite drink. "I found one of the pastries left over from the unbirthday party and figured you might want it."

It took a solid few seconds of shock before you snapped back to what he was saying to you.

"Oh! Sorry, uh, yeah it's been an…interesting day to say the least. You can come in if you want." Deuce nodded before slipping past you into the dorm, kicking off his shoes in the doorway before heading further in. You stood there staring in front of you for a minute, feeling a smile cross your face. He had remembered your favorite things, and he brought them in an attempt to cheer you up.

Shutting the door behind you, you followed his footsteps into the dorm, coming into the lounge to see him set the items on the coffee table in front of the couch. He turned to face you when you stepped in, offering a much more affectionate smile.

"I don't know if this will make you feel any better per say, and I know I'm not rb best at making people feel better but I could at least try to help, if you'd have me." You stepped forward towards him until you were close enough to draw him into your arms, pulling him as close as you possibly could, plopping your head onto his shoulder. He stiffened for a minute in surprise, but soon relaxed and wrapped his arms around your waist, his head now resting on the top of your head.

"You just being here is enough Deuce. I just want someone to hold for a little while if that's okay." You said, your speech muffled into his jacket. You felt his toned arms tighten around you further and felt him let out an affectionate huff.

"Don't worry, I'll be here as long as you need, I promise."