anonymous asked: I was thinking about Marvin still not accepting that he is blind, and Jackie trying to stop him from doing what he would usually do. Like cooking, doing his share of chores, even trying small spells. Stuff like that, but Jackie's constantly having to stop and comfort him?Basically Marvin being in complete denial, and Jackie being too nice to break it to him that he is. What else could we expect from those two?

Warnings: None
Characters: Jackieboy Man, Ego Central, Marvin the Magnificent
POV: Jackieboy Man

(( last ship prompt for a while (I'm a little burnt out on them and really wanna work with my Star Wars AU), though general ones will be fine! ))

"Where's Marvin?" Jackie gave the hallway light a pointed look.

The building only creaked.

"Ego Central," he scolded.

The light dimmed, then flickered, and the hero could only sigh.

"Just take me to him." He shook his head and stepped to turn around a corner, finding himself in the kitchen instead of the bathroom that doorway would usually lead to.

Schneeps was standing over the counter chopping vegetables. Marvin was hovering behind him with his hands wringing together.

"–just wanna help with something," the magician was saying. "Please?"

"Marv–" he grimaced when his voice made Marvin jump, "–c'mon. Why don't we go sit down?"

"I wanna help."

"You're still healing."

"But–"

"I know." An arm around Marvin's shoulder. "Another day, okay?"

The magician's shoulders slumped.

"Hey, hey, hey, whoa. Careful." Jackie grabbed the magician from behind as he stumbled, dropping a basket of clothes. Chase had left his shoes in the hall. Jackie would have to talk to him about that.

Usually there would have been a flight of stairs there. Central must have shifted to keep Marvin from hurting himself on them. Still…

"Schneeps is lookin' for you."

"He checked my eyes last night. They're fine. No infection."

"He says a stitch is loose." He could already tell just by looking at Marv which it was. The cut that split his right eyebrow was an angry red and looked like it would start bleeding again any moment.

"I just bumped my head and broke it a little. It's fine."

Jackie cupped his magician's face with both hands. "You need to rest. We'll handle your laundry."

"I…I need to help. I can't just sit around and let the rest of you do things for me."

"Right now, that's exactly what we want you to do. You've always been there for the rest of us. Let us take care of you for once. Please? We–I–want you to rest. Just until you've healed up?" He ran gentle thumbs over Marvin's cheeks, careful not to irritate the angry marks that would eventually scar over. "Just for now?"

Marvin closed his eyes and leaned into the touch with a soft sigh. "I just… I can't even do magic right now. Schneep won't let me–"

"I know. But once we can stop worryin' about infection or stitches breaking, we can start workin' at it, okay?" He stood on his toes to press a kiss to Marvin's cheek. The magician's rigid stance finally relaxed. "It'll take time, and work, but someday we'll have a new normal."