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OmniBoyfriends Drabbles

Chapter 4: Aftermath of FistRook

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Could you write something that has Rook apologizing for injuring Ben while he was FistRook?

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Rook groaned as he woke up. He had had some seriously bad dreams… or at least he wanted to believe until he rolled to his side and there sitting on his side table was the giant Golden Fist he had won in the fighting tournament. “It wasn’t a dream,” Rook just managed to mutter to himself, the contraction seeming to fit at the moment and his current level of shock.

As he pulled up to the Tennyson house, the Revonnahgander looked hesitantly at the front door. He hadn’t seen Ben since after that last mission and he wasn’t sure how to explain. As he got out of his truck and walked to the door he was caught off guard as the front door opened and Ben’s mom walked out. “Oh, Rook! Ben said you hadn’t been feeling well. I’m glad to see you’re doing better,” the woman said in a motherly tone and left the door open for Rook to go inside. “I’m just running to the store but I think Ben might still be in bed.”

With that, the plumber went inside and started to make his way up the stairs towards his partner’s bedroom. As he got closer his hearing picked up some faint mutterings, curses and noises of pain, that had his steps quickening until he grabbed and pulled open the door. Rook didn’t know what to expect but the sight of Ben, shirtless and recovering from a great deal of fading bruises across his exposed skin, was not it. “Ben…?” he asked hesitantly and stepped into the room. “Where…? Did…did I do that?”

Startled, Ben jerked around only to wince and let out a loud noise of pain at the quick movement. Rook was beside him instantly though looking so lost and scared that Ben tried to put on a brave face for his partner. “You weren’t yourself, Rook, so it’s okay. Besides you know I can and sometimes do get hurt while in alien form. It’s nothing new.” But Rook shook his head, eyes so sad. “But you have never been hurt by ME. I’m your partner, Ben. I’m supposed to protect you not hurt you.”

Ben looked at the alien in slight shock and muttered in faint reprimand, “contractions.” He reached up and placed his hand on Rook’s trembling shoulder. “Hey. I’m fine. Just a bit sore and that’ll go away. What do you want me to say? Ask you to kiss it and make it better,” he joked to try and lighten the mood. He was not expecting the blue alien to perk up at that.

“Will that work?" He swiftly moved behind the human before Ben could understand what just happened, only to go completely still as Rook placed his hands upon Ben’s shoulders and leaned down to start pressing soft, barely there kisses over the skin of the human’s back. "Rook…,” Ben’s voice shook, his body trembled, and his expressive green eyes closed. Rook spoke softly even as he kept pressing kisses over every patch of bruising he found, “do not worry Ben. I will kiss it better.”