A/N: Welcome back to something disgustingly fluffy. This week's chapter comes at the suggestion of d-upscandoc who asked for some more married fluff! I am more than happy to oblige, this stuff flows out like sarcasm from a Sucy. Send in your suggestions to help me out on the next chapter!
Silvers07: Dude don't tempt me. I already have two stories up. But if people would like more I can continue it in later chapters of this work! Thank you for the kind words!
Magicantix: That's the dream! Akko's little garden, the only place in the forest where the sun shines. YouseeitsametaphorforhowAkkoisSucy'slightinthedarkness. I'm very glad you enjoyed friend!
A Potato: That would be fuckin hysterical. The villagers send Akko as a sacrifice and she comes waltzing back into the village on the back of the dragon, giving it affectionate rubs and it reciprocating. Thank you very much!
Queen Sydon: Cats are the tsunderes of the wild, so its only natural for Sucy to be easily comparable to one. Scritches are a well studied way to render kitties passive and it seems gay dragons are no different. No, thank you! I love writing for you all and hearing your responses! I'm so glad you continue to enjoy. I hope this fluff is equally enjoyable!
Enjoy friends!
A rhythmic beeping yanked Sucy from the empty void of unconsciousness, revealing the backs of her eyelids as the first sight of the day. Her wife's warm face pressed against her neck, nuzzling deeper as the discordant alarm pulled her sweet dreams out of reach.
"Nnngh... Sucy..." The brunette groaned. "Turn it off..."
While her left arm apologetically squeezed Akko tighter, the alchemist's right clumsily waved around for the snooze button, eventually slamming down with a satisfying click.
Another day, another dollar.
Sucy stared at the wall nearest the door, at the pattern of light their blinds created on its light blue surface. Illuminated by the bands of sunshine, her own face stared back, smiling bright with a brunette who's smile outmatched the rays of morning by a lightyear.
She would never forget how it felt that day: the sheer disbelief at having made it so far- afraid that after crawling out of that dark abyss to see the sunlight, she would slip and tumble back down.
But she never did. Not with someone she loved so dearly holding on tight.
Akko whined as her other half moved to get up, weakly trying to pull her back down to the pillows. "Do you really have to open up so early..? I need more affection.."
A chuckle vibrated through Sucy's chest and she bent down to lay a kiss against the brunette's chocolate bangs. "I really do, bunny. I have to be up at the same time as my demographic."
The pout on the other woman's face made the edges of the alchemist's lips tweak upward: no matter how many years passed by, Atsuko Kagari refused to act her age.
Removing herself from her wife's grip, Sucy sat up, stretching towards the ceiling. "I'm gonna turn on the kettle, do you want me to make you a cup?"
The brunette rolled over onto her stomach, snuggling into the spot where her love used to sleep. She groaned a long creaking tone, mulling over the conciliatory offer with great agony.
"I guess so..." She finally sighed, looking up at Sucy with wide puppydog eyes: one last pitiful attempt to seduce her wife back to bed. "No caffeine please; I'm going back to sleep after you've set up."
The alchemist was only gone for a minute or two before re-entering the bedroom and scooping up the outfit the brunette had laid out the night before. She could hear Akko shuffle around in the blankets behind her as she slipped out of her nightgown, and once her jeans were sitting comfortably around her hips, Sucy turned to see her love falling partway off the bed.
"How are you this useless in the morning?" Sucy giggled in disbelief. "I fall asleep after you do." Shoving both arms into her cardigan, the alchemist bent down to help her dearest to the ground safely, protecting her vulnerable neck from stress.
"I am your wife." The brunette grumbled when she was upright, moving to sit up with both legs folded under her. "You need to respect my needs."
The alchemist chuckles died down, replaced with only a sly grin. "I 'respected your needs' pretty well the other day, wouldn't you agree?"
A light pink flush blossomed at the tips of Akko's ears, causing her to avert her gaze with another grumpy pout. "Then maybe its your fault I'm so tired all the time."
Sharp gleaming teeth sparkled in the morning sunlight as Sucy grinned, leaning in to steal a quick kiss. "I can live with that..." Kisses were usually enough to pull Akko from whatever grumpy slump she fell into and this time was no exception, her frown fighting against the upward curl of a lovestruck smile.
"Now come on, get up." The alchemist stood, offering out both hands to her other half and wiggling her fingers. "No more pouting little guinea pig."
Together, and with a little bit of cheeky poking by Sucy, the pair shuffled into the kitchen where an angry kettle whistled away. The brunette sat down on the stool, stuffing her hands under her bottom and kicking her long legs childishly: an action that made a warm genuine smile crease her wife's lips.
In the nearly two decades she had known the woman, not a night went by where Sucy didn't see those threadbare red shorts covering the brunette's pelvis.
"They protect me from nightmares." She had beamed one night in their fourth year, patting a hand down twice on her thigh. "Plus they're comfy."
Sucy snorted, grinning at the way Akko's brows dipped in response. "It doesn't seem to be working, if all those nights sneaking into my bed are any indication."
"That is purely practical!" The brunette cried defensively. "You're the scariest thing around, no monster would be stupid enough to risk waking you."
Too easy. "But you are?" But the resulting glare was completely worth it.
Methodically dipping both teabags into their respective cups, Sucy puffed a laugh at the memory as the brunette looked up from her wife's working fingers to her eyes.
"Something funny?" Akko asked, resting her cheek on a fist.
"Yeah. You." The alchemist answered simply, leaning over the counter to kiss her dearest on the nose. "You're the joke that never gets old."
Fiddling with the ring on her fourth finger, the brunette raised her eyebrow, lips curled upward. "I'm glad you feel that way, or else Constanze would cry."
A hard to read smile was the alchemist's only response as she gently pushed Akko's steaming cup towards the other edge of the counter; taking her own around the island and out into the living room. She beckoned her wife to join her, pulling back the blinds that covered their balcony's glass door before carefully sitting down on the couch.
Akko followed her lead, tucking her legs beneath herself and snuggling close. Looking out as the rising sun crested over buildings in the distance, the brunette rested her head on her love's shoulder and closed her eyes.
The pair sat in comfortable silence, letting the tea warm their cores and light warm their faces. Sucy often compared her wife to the sun: bright, warm, her smiles tearing through darkness both internal or otherwise. But where the ball of fire in the sky could scorch and burn, Akko's smiles could do nothing but heal.
Whenever dark twisted memories locked her in her mind, torturing her with things that never happened or worse, those that did, the brunette hugged her softly and smiled, becoming a lighthouse to guide her to shore.
It wasn't until soft snores reached the alchemist's ears that she realized how long they had been sitting, time passing by in the blink of an eye. Akko had fallen asleep on her shoulder, after seemingly placing both of their empty mugs on the coffee table and wrapping her arms around the puce witch's arm.
Some effort was required to pry the oddly strong woman off of her arm, but eventually Akko was laid back down and tucked in to the chin. "Mmm... have a good day..." Came the brunette's last coherent thought as her wife kissed away her last ties to the waking world.
Sucy smiled down at her, brushing a lock of chocolate brown from her eyes.
"As long as its with you..." She began, turning to look at the ball of fire sitting in the sky before looking back at a light infinitely brighter and more beautiful.
"Every day is a good day."
A/N: Sucy that's really gay.
Man I'm a sucker for fics, shows, and whatever that's just two characters living life. Like that one show where Jesus and the Buddha are fuckin roomies. It's so easy to channel that through these married chapters. I love it.
Sucy and Akko also just fit eachother really well? Even if they aren't in a relationship I can see them after the show renting a place together. Give me some prompts for domestic shit and I'll be on that in a heartbeat.
Anyway I'm tired now. Goodnight!