"Okay" Penny sighed in defeat. Her heart laid heavily in her chest. "So you know what to do?" She asked. Simon nodded, not looking up from the floor. "Okay" she sighed again, voice cracking. She and Simon hugged tightly and she gave him a kiss on the top of his head before standing and making her way out of the room. Simon sighed and looked to the bed behind him. Baz was laying stalk still. The only signs of life were the occasional pant for air and the sheen of sweat covering his body. Simon took a shuddering breath and stood, reaching for a knife. It was sharp and sleek. He lifted it to his neck and made a small, shallow cut.
He winced at the stinging sensation and gathered the dripping blood on his finger. He could feel the magic in him exploding like tiny bombs. It knew as well as he did what was about to happen. He leaned forward and carefully shook Baz awake. He flicked his eyes open and panted openly. He stopped suddenly when Simon held up his blood coated fingers. His stomach growled loudly. He began to panic and forced himself back into a sitting position.
"Snow what are you doing!?" He cried, not able to tear his eyes from where the blood was gushing out of his neck.
"Take it Baz" said Simon, bending his neck to be he left, exposing more of his neck. Baz sat still, trembling.
"S-Simon, I can't" he hissed from between clenched teeth.
"You can" was all Simon whispered before Baz practically lunged at him, burying his face in Simon's neck. Simon winced and hissed as he felt his skin being punctured and blood being drained. Simon had donated blood before, but that was nothing compared to this. Baz was sucking his blood faster than you would drink a glass of water.
"I love you" said Simon, pouring in as much magic as he could. Baz grunted and tightened his hold on Simon, digging his fingers into his back. Simon's vision swam.
"I love you" he said again, trying to just pour out magic. He was starting to see black dots. A few tears fell down his cheeks from pain and knowing that he wouldn't survive.
"I love you" he said again and again until he could feel the last drops of his magic being taken away. The two were flung to opposite sides of the room with a sound like logs splitting open. Simon banged his head on the back wall and slid down, leaving a small trail of blood. Baz was luckily launched onto the bed, bouncing back onto the floor. For a moment everything was silent.
"Simon" croaked Baz. He used the corner of the bed to pull himself up, face flushed. "Simon!" He called again, seeing him crumpled against the wall. He pulled himself by his fingertips across the room to where Simon was. Every part of his was shaking, felling pure energy flowing in veins. Christ, was this how Snow felt all the way time? Baz let out a small, choking sob as he dragged Simon into his lap.
"Oh god Snow, you idiot" he whispered, but it sounded like a shout. He pressed his ear to Simon's chest, listening desperately for the thumping of a heartbeat. But there was nothing. Baz held his breath, straining for even a tiny beat. A tear trickled down his face until...bud dum
Baz let out his breath as he heard the small flutter finally grow stronger and more regular. He watched Simons face with wide eyes as a bit of color returned. Baz noticed blood still gushing out of his cut and fumbled for his wand, casting a 'get well soon'. The cuts and two puncture marks instantly closed, leaving just a pink mark. Simon groaned and arched his back, making Baz almost gasp. Simon would live. Of course he said would. The great Simon Snow wouldn't be taken down by love. No, it would be a dragon or demon that would do him in.
"Simon" whispered Baz, placing a hand on his cheek. Simon groaned again, nuzzling into Baz's cold Palm.
"Baz" he grumbled, throat raw. A few tears pushed out of the corners of Baz's eyes, but he paid them no mind. Baz choked a sob back and hugged Simon tightly, breathing in his scent of bacon and homemade cinnamon rolls. And life.
"Simon Snow, you thumping idiot. You bloody idiot. Oh god I love you so much" said Baz through his massive grin. He felt like his heart was about to burst. Simon grinned at him win half lidded eyes.
"Yes, but I'm your idiot" he said with a grimy voice, but to Baz it sounded as sweet as an angels song.
"Yes, you are" laughed Baz, running his thumb along the curve of Simons cheek. He hummed happily and pressed his face against his hand. The two stayed like that for a few minutes until a tear fell on Simon's nose. He jumped and looked up at Baz, who was craned over him with tears falling.
"Baz?" Asked Simon, forcing himself into a sitting position.
"Simon, why the hell would you do that?" Questioned Baz. The unexpected question made Simon jerk his head back.
"What do you mean?"
"Your magic was coming back. If you had died, the world of mages could've gone with you. If I had died, everything would've still been fine" he explained, questions in his eyes. Simon looked at him, still confused.
"Because if you had died, I would have died too" he said, like it were the most obvious thing in the world. Baz chuckled.
"You might've died anyways" he said grimly.
"But I didn't" laughed Simon. Baz rolled his eyes and delicately fingered Simons golden curls.
"Simon Snow, what am I going to do with you?" He asked lightly.
"I'm not sure. Maybe pamper and love me forever?" He answered, looking up at Baz with wide, innocent eyes. Baz snorted but continued to play with his hair.
"Something like that"
"Oh dear god Simon!" Cried Penny, voice slightly muffled through the phone.
Simon laughed lightly and quietly. "Yeah. I guess that 5% of survival really loved me"
"Yeah, I guess. So, is Baz okay?"
"He's fine. He actually just fell asleep. I don't know. Hey Baz, you awake?"
Penny laughed as she heard Baz grumbling angrily from the other side.
"Yeah, he's fine"
"I couldn't have guessed" snorted Penny. The two sat in silence for a minute.
"So how's Agatha?" Asked Simon in an awkward voice.
"I'm not sure. Wasn't she staying with you two?"
"..."
"..."
"Shit"
"Oh god how long has she been gone!?" Penny screeched. Simon winced and held his phone a few inches from his ear.
"Shit shit, okay" said Simon, anxiously running a hand through his hair. "I saw her just the other day"
"And when I saw Nicodemus yesterday, he didn't act as though he had killed her, or even knew where she was"
"Okay, so, someone else kidnapped her?"
"I guess"
"Okay" breathed Simon. He glanced at his alarm clock. 12:07 glared up at him. He felt all of the fatigue from the past few days weigh heavily on his mind and yawned.
"Well, there's nothing we can do now. Go to bed, we'll regroup tomorrow"
"Okay. Oh god I hope she's okay" said Penny with a yawn of her own.
"I'm sure she's-alive" sighed Simon, clicking his phone off. He rubbed his eye and laid back, mind racing. He felt Baz grab his hand and smiled, squeezing. Then he reached up and turned off his lamp and the second his head hit the pillow, he was out like a light.
A/N: Agh! Important stuffs going on above! Sorry this is hella rushed, I was so excited to get it uploaded! I feel like we need a mood lifter, so I'll post a fluff side story next. Speaking of fluff, I've been thinking of posting one for Valentine's Day (a snowbaz fic, of course) so look forward to that. We're so close to 2,000 views and I'm really excited. Thanks so, so much guys. Really, this is the only reason that I deal with shit from people in real life and on the internet. Because I know that I'm bringing a small glimmer of joy to a few people, and that encourages me to write more. Thanks so much
