A/N: Hey guys! Here's a small, short story that came to me while planning my other upcoming long term story, that will be up soon enough.
Enjoy!
If there was anything Morgan enjoyed doing at night, it was walking around camp and looking to the stars. What little of the future he remembered about did not include such beautiful sights, and was also a great way to take his mind off of the battles of the day, and relax. There was never a night where he felt uncomfortable in the midst of this routine.
Until now.
This particular night, Morgan had switched his route and time to walk rather early in the morning with Robin's permission. She did worry for him, after all. While limited to the camp itself as opposed to a small portion of the outskirts as well, Morgan didn't mind. He just wanted to walk around and enjoy the sights. In particular, the sky that morning was flooded with stars, a first for him. It was a fascination that very few shared.
"I would very much enjoy the company of someone, anyone to share in the beauty of the sky with me..." thought Morgan to himself as he walked.
Reaching the end of his route, Morgan stopped to stare at the sky once more before making his return to the tent.
"No! It has to change!"
A heart shattering, yet somewhat low volume yell pierced the night's silence, catching Morgan off guard. He knew who it belonged to: Lucina. Dropping every other thought, he rushed to the singular tent she slept in, hoping it wasn't severe. For all he knew, it could be a surprise attack or something.
Reaching her tent, Morgan had no second thoughts of opening the tent folds to see what was wrong.
"My god..." he said to himself.
Morgan was treated to the sight of Lucina; the hardened, stoic daughter of Chrom, broken down, curled into a ball, and crying. The sight of it was heart-wrenching to him.
"Lucina?" he asked. "What's wrong?"
Lucina didn't hear him. She was lost. Lost in the dark memories of her mind, lingering after a nightmare, detached from reality. Nothing ordinary was snapping her out of it.
"Must...change..." she muttered repeatedly, still tearing up.
"She's uttering a mantra..." thought Morgan. "Gods, what happened to her? Lucina! Answer me!"
His words failed to snap Lucina out of the state she was in, still paralyzed with fear, staring forward into nothing. Morgan had no idea what to do.
"Gods give me strength for what I do now..." he thought.
Morgan slowly laid down next to Lucina, trying not to potentially scare her, and just as slowly embraced her. A simple hug, as the last thing he could think of.
Such a thing caused a snap in Lucina's mind. She didn't expect anyone to find her like that, much less be up at this hour. Regardless, the comfort had a calming effect on Lucina, even if the deliverer was unknown to her.
"Thank you...whoever you are." she said, not turning around. Lucina found the valor to close her eyes once more, her fears vanishing, if even for the briefest moment. Morgan himself felt glad that he managed to comfort her, but decided to stay the night with her just to make sure.
He closed his eyes along hers.
A soft breeze blew through Lucina's tent in the morning, waking Morgan from his slumber. Remembering what happened, he unwrapped his arms from around her and slowly got up.
"She looks at peace." he thought to himself. "Better get back to my tent before Mother gets worried...although, maybe it's too late to prevent that."
Standing up, Morgan looked at the sleeping Lucina. He lacked the strength of character to admit it to anyone, but whenever she was at peace or just out of battle in general, she looked like a beauty.
But Morgan had other things to do. Shaking off the thoughts, he went towards Robin's tent.
Meanwhile, in her tent, the same morning breeze woke Robin from her sleep. Looking around, she found no trace of Morgan, who promised to be back at the tent after the walk, by the time she woke up.
"Oh no..." she said to herself.
Robin's words of worry were heard by her husband, Gregor. Confused, he lifted his head to face her.
"What is problem?" he asked.
"Morgan was supposed to be here when he finished his walk...I have to go find him." she said, getting on her robes.
"Gregor sure that Morgan is safe. Maybe he stay to sleep with someone else."
"Even so, Gregor, I still care for his safety." she said. "I'll be back in a bit."
Robin exited the tent, intent only on finding Morgan. She went from tent to tent, taking quick peeks inside to possibly find Morgan. No luck. Returning to the tent, she grew increasingly worried for Morgan's well-being. That was, until luck came to her, as she found Morgan walking towards the tent shortly after she headed back herself.
"Morgan!" she shouted, relieved.
Morgan immediately turned around to see his mother rushing towards him, embracing him with a hug.
"Mother, I'm just fine." he said.
"I'm still one of the two who's gonna take care of you, Morgan. But I digress, why didn't you come after the walk as we agreed?" asked Robin, letting go of him.
Morgan bit his lip as he tried to answer the question.
"It's...hard to explain." he said.
"You're blushing lightly." said Robin, now with a slightly intrigued expression. "Is there something you're not telling me?"
Morgan took a deep breath.
"I...went on the walk yesterday, and was going to return as agreed, but unexpectedly, I heard Lucina scream out of nowhere and feared the worst. When I got to her tent, I saw her crying, given that she'd apparently awoken from a bad dream, so I slept alongside her, just to comfort her. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, Mother." he explained.
Robin was left with a look of amazement on her face. That's not something she'd ever expect to hear from Morgan.
"Morgan...regardless of my own personal worries, I'm proud you decided to do that. It was sweet of you." she said with a smile.
"T-thank you, Mother. I hope this doesn't get in the way of any future walk plans?"
"No, as long as you tell me if something like that happens again, Morgan."
Both smiled as they left their separate ways for the morning.
Back in her tent, Lucina finally woke from her slumber. Sitting up in bed, she felt a light headache as she began to think. Something was escaping her mind. She remembered about someone causing a small commotion in the middle of the night, but couldn't pinpoint the exact details.
"Maybe Robin knows." thought Lucina. "She remembers a lot of stuff daily."
Getting up and ready, Lucina exited her tent to find the tactician. She couldn't be too far, given that it was common for her to be awake at this hour. Luckily for Lucina, she found her taking a leisurely stroll around some tents.
"Robin." called Lucina. "A word?"
Robin turned to face Lucina as she approached.
"Oh, yes, Lucina. What can I do for you?" she asked.
"Do you remember anything about a commotion last night? The memory escapes me, and I'm trying to remember it."
Robin remembered that Morgan had told her of Lucina's nightmare. She didn't want to tell Lucina herself, however, as she might mix up the details, nevermind that it might turn out to be embarrassing for him.
"I wasn't awake for it, but as far as I know, Morgan witnessed all of it. Could you ask him?" said Robin. "He's sitting outside my tent."
"Alright. Thanks anyway." said Lucina, departing.
Morgan sat outside the tent, pondering what he did. There wasn't anything special between him and Lucina, but something drove him to do it. He just didn't know what, besides it being the right thing to do. He couldn't just stand there and allow Lucina to suffer through her full memories. Morgan had to do whatever he could, and he was glad of what he did.
"Just a one off favor. Nothing more to it." he thought.
"Morgan?" called a voice.
Snapping out of his thought heaven, he turned to see Lucina standing next to him. The woman he comforted the night before, now next to him. While not showing on the outside, in his mind, he was nervous as hell.
"H-hi, Lucina." he said. "What's up?"
Lucina took a deep breath.
"Morgan, do you know anything about the commotion last night? I can't remember any of it." she said.
Morgan made a small gulp as he thought of the right way to answer.
"You...woke up somewhat loudly from a nightmare last night, Lucina." he said. "I calmed you down. Somehow, there wasn't any commotion, or so you remember it."
Lucina stared at Morgan in awe. He was the last person she'd have expected to do something like that, and she definitely didn't remember waking from a nightmare. A small tear formed in her Brand encrusted eye, accompanied by a smile.
"Thank you, Morgan." she said, hugging him lightly.
"I appreciate the gesture, Lucina, but I've been hugged quite a lot this morning." he said, laughing.
Lucina let go of him, happy enough that Morgan was satisfied with her thanks.
"I guess I'll be going, then." she said.
"Do come to me if you have any troubles, Lucina." said Morgan.
"I will."
Lucina turned and left to her own duties, leaving Morgan with a smile.
"This isn't the end of it, I feel." thought Morgan.
End Chapter Notes: This short story will be left at four chapters, covering four support conversations of sorts. I've just had the idea for some time.
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