THIS IS NOT A LEMMON CHAPTER, but theres gonna be more lemmon chapters on this fics. Mostly to make their relationship more intense and passionate. This one would be between chapter 11-12 of the original fic
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Having a homemade breakfast was a dream for Arthur Maxson, never dream with the possibility oh having his own eggs and bacon by his prewar American wife.
Well it wasn't bacon exactly, more like dog meat cut very very thinn, and it wasn't his wife, but that could be changed someday…
Nora wont eat breakfast, but would cook so he can rate the food she mades, trying to cook with wasteland things wasn't easy, the smell was horrible in the pan and even the thought of trying to eat something make her stomach ich, gross, but he eat that food and she whished for him to have a warm meal prepared after working all day, so she made the sacrifice to cook…without even tasting a bit.
Arthur would feel bad about it, most of the time they don't share meals but stay together talking like they would, she had his back. It wasn't difficult to follow a recipe so there was no way to fuck up a meal without even taste it, her dishes taste quite good in his opinion of just being a simple taster, if he say it was good, she gained confidence and do more.
-You have that call today? –ask Nora leaving a smooch on his cheek placing the plate in front of him.
God this feels good.
-Yeah, not easy people to deal with –said the elder picking his fork to start eating his mierluk eggs
-Youll do great –she said hugging him by the neck, leaving smooches on his cheek and ears as he eat, goshhefeltsohappyandplenty.
They stay like that for a few seconds until Nora leave to start washing the pan in the sink, the man keep eating until he was full and satisfied, never over eating, don't allow himself to that, food left behind was always saved for emergencys or leftovers for dinner.
-Delicious as always –scrambled mierluk eggs, nothing special, but love was the secret ingredient and if he encourage her to cook maybe eventually she would eat. The man step up leaving the plate with left overs on the table and leave a kiss on her neck- see you later
-Have a great honey –ohgoshhewishedtobelovedbacksomuch.
This was his place to comeback, at her side. This was the happiest he has ever been.
Maybe 15 minutes laters he come back to his quarters, searching for something he forgot, hopping to find Nora around but instead he was received with an awful acid smell on the air and some crying from the bathroom, worried he moved there just to find Nora looking at him back surprised and scared. Sitting on the floor close to the toilet, eyes red, cheeks wet from tears and mouth dirty.
Is this what he was wishing for so long…?
-Nora? –he asked and she came out her trance, cleaning her eyes with her arms trying to quickly recompose, but Arthur come down to sit at her side picking her arms- easy easy –he tried to reassure her, she looked very agitated and from the smell and liquids in her mouth is clear that she has been puking- what happened?
-N-Nothing! –she said nervous, voice broken, trying to not look at pathetic and awful- what are you doing here? –goddamnwhyishehere
-I forgot something and came back to pick it, what is wrong? You can tell me –he was worried shit, she was trembling and nervous, surely mostly about being discovered but…-Nora you can tell me-again, for a moment she stay in silence, not wanting to answer but…
She hesitated, lips trembling, then look at him.
-I tried to eat –she simply said, and then realized how stupid it sounded, then look away.
Oh. Arthur thought.
-And it make you sick from the stomach? –he asked trying to not sound judgmental, if he said that her food was good when he ate it and she was the problem it would be bad, she wanted to talk and it would close her. They had very few opportunities of opening and talk and this was one about a subject that really concerns Arthur.
-I tried, to eat –she clarified- I didn't even swallow down- the man look confused and she covered her face with her arms, the elder started to caress her back.
-Its okay –he said trying to push away the shame.
-Its not, I saw your leftovers and think that if you eat it maybe it wasn't so bad, maybe a bit after so much work cooking and washing the pan would be worth it, just a bit, I chewed on the eggs…and chew…and chew more…then I have to run to the toilet and puke, a lot, then I come back to the table and I see the meat I cut to make the bacon and I remember the dog I had with Nate that run away and…
Clearly she had an eating disorder.
-Don't worry –he said sitting at her side and hugging her, she was trembling but he could tell this was something she needed out of her chest.
-I hate this –he heard-I remember the time I ended up eating human meat thinking it was crispy bacon…-Arthur look at her sad, leaving a smooch on her ear- I miss my life
-Nora you are not sick or anything don't worry –he tried to reassure her caressing her shoulders- its just psychological, you didn't swallow or digest it, there's no way you are intoxicated –obviously her crying wasn't about that, but he couldn't do anything about her nostalgia.
-I miss my home, I miss the food, I miss the cars –he wanted to correct her with the fact that there was functioning cars in the wastelands but he didn't- I miss the couch on second hand I bought with Nate because we wanted that specific design…
-Did it taste bad? –she raised her head to look at him-the eggs
-I don't know, I don't remember, I chewed, tried and then felt the urge to puke –yeah, psychological.
Not an allergy, chewing doesn't instantly cause vomit for allergies.
-Its okay –it wasn't really, healing a psychological disorder wasn't easy and this was affecting her a lot- we will find the way-for her health and life to improve
-I must sound so stupid-not stupid, concerning.
-You think you can drink water now? Or your stomach is too woozy?
Nora took a moment to answer, looking at the nothing.
-I can try.
Good because staying right next to the vomited toilet wasn't doing any favor for any of them.
-What about tooth paste? You think you can wash your teeth's? –she denied with the head instantly- okay, no problem, lets go to the bed yeah? –nodded, Arthur stand up and take her hands up, Nora raised feeling a light headache but still walk besides him.
The man sat her in bed and open a can of water, of course Nora knew she had to drink slowly, he picked up a wet towel and clear around her lips and cheeks while she drink down.
-Why are you here? –what a nasty way to say it, Arthur sighted and look at her dress, it wasn't vomited, good.
-I came to pick something for the call and…-fuck his eyes open at the realization that he miss completely the call, how long they been here? Maybe twenty minutes? Damn its late now to run and have that call excursing himself and…looking at the woman in front of him, she needed him- its okay
Nora visibly panicked- no its not! Don't worry about me and go! –it wasn't a good idea to leave now, he sat at her side and took her hand with his eyes closed, she worries about him and his paper in the brotherhood and…gosh he loved that, she cared, actually cared- Arthur go I idnt want to…
-You did nothing wrong –one of his thumbs caressed her hand- I forgot my notes and now its late, ill deal with the consequences later
Shit that wasn't a good choice of words, she panicked more
-Consequences? Ohnononon go I don't want you to have problems and…
Arthur kissed her in the lips, crashing their mouths together but nothing more, if he touches or hold her she surely would get more nervous and that wasn't necessary. When they separated after a while he watch into her eyes.
-Well find the way, for everything, yeah? –she nodded and hug him, melting instantly on his chest, smelling on his scent.
-Sorry to keep you here –when his arms wrapped around her back she felt so in peace, nerviosism not exactly fading away but relaxing her body and limbs
-You are not keeping me here, I want to stay at your side –at hearing that her nails clawed on his coat surprising the man.
-Then please not leave
-I wont- despite saying that Arthur smiled bittery, what was she talking about? She is always the one leaving