Anonymous asked:

and for Jake and Rose please in the Duke Universe. Maybe after Jake saves Duke's life from something? Or some other plot you prefer

Ngl, I've been thinking about this one since I got it and I almost skipped some others to do it. Buuuut I did not because I'm trying not to play favourites

Reminder that I am both sick and on my phone. Hopefully this all makes sense.

Needing to be looked after

💀 Near-death experience

Jake was the good guy. Jake liked to be the good guy. Jake always chose to be the good guy. And, in times like this, he hated being the good guy. He had been patrolling, having an average day, thinking about a hot dog for lunch from his favourite street vendor, when some schmuck of a civilian decided to get involved in a fight between two wizards. And he had to save that civilian because that was what the good guy did.

Of course, that civilian was Duke Eloi because he was a cosmic joke.

Duke was scraped up and dazed but nothing life threatening. He was scared at the sight of blood which Jake just took as yet another sign that he was a good, sensitive guy, and Jake would never compare.

Jake touched down in front of the cute little house that Rose and Duke shared and he was so bitter about the fact that there were flower boxes in the windows that he had to take a moment to check himself before he dragged the mostly passed out Duke to the front door and ringing the doorbell.

Jake's stomach fluttered as it always did when he knew he was going to see Rose again. She pulled back the curtain that covered the front door window and gasped.

"Jake! You know you can't come here -" She yanked the door open and stopped in her tracks. "Duke? Honey, can you hear me?"

Duke groaned. "Rosie?"

Jake was going to puke.

"Help me get him inside. What happened?"

Jake explained briefly as he followed Rose through her kitschy home, so packed with overwhelming colour that he was going to get dizzy. He helped lay Duke out on the multi-patterned couch and stood back awkwardly. Rose rushed in from the kitchen, a first aid kit in her hands, and she knelt down by his head.

"Are you sure he'll be fine?" Rose asked anxiously and Jake felt his throat close up. She hadn't asked how he was doing.

"Oh, yeah, it definitely looks worse than it is. Give him a scrub and watch for a concussion. I don't think any spells hit him."

Rose kissed Duke's hand. "Hold on, okay? I'm just going to see the nice man out."

Duke rumbled her name again and closes his eyes. Rose gestured for Jake to follow her in the foyer and Jake did, watching a black cat clock spin its eyes and wiggle its tail behind her head.

Rose crossed her arms. "You really mean to tell me out of all the people in the city, you just so happened to find him?"

"I wouldn't do that just to see you again." Jake took a chance and stroked her cheek, eliciting a small gasp. "But I do want to see you again."

"My husband is home and bleeding on the couch," Rose whispered frantically. "I have to take care of him."

She reached up to remove Jake's hand from her cheek but instead she ended up holding him, cuddling into his palm. Jake inched closer to her. She opened her eyes and looked at him. He leant in slowly, giving her time to push him away, but she didn't. She let him kiss her with gentleness. Jake went to draw her into his arms when Duke called out again and she pushed him away.

"Get out of here and don't come back," she ordered and then she slammed the door in his face.