《To Heaven Hell and back. (WolfxVampxHybrid boyxboyxboy)》Grant and fluff
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----Benji's PoV----
I stood from my desk stretching and yawning. I had been working for almost 6 hours and I was getting tired of it and needed a brake. I walked down to the den and saw Luke sitting on the couch with a soda watching a history documentary.
"What are you doing" I asked stepping into the room
"Watching a Civil war documentary" He said letting his eyes drift over for a second before going straight back to the TV.
"That isn't true you know" I said walking over to him hesitantly making him look up at me. I could see his eyes soften instantly when they lock with mine. He opened his arms and adjusting the way he was sitting so he could try and make me sit on his lap.
"What isn't true kitten?" He asked me pulling on my arm attempting to pull me into his lap. I roll my eyes and flop into his lap making him grunt and me smirk. He instantly wraps his arms around me kissing my head. I have had less of a problem being near him since I took from him. I don't know if he understands how much it really means to me, or how much trust it truly takes.
"His first name wasn't Ulysses, it was Hiram. He grew up with me in Ohio and we all called him Ulysses. Also the S doesn't stand for anything, a congressmen fucked it up and we all thought it was funny and it stuck. Also he wasn't a perfect guy. He was a bad drunk all his life " I said remembering my encounters with the brave man.
"You knew him?" Luke asked surprised. I could tell he was a little excited.
"Of course. I served in the civil war, made my way through the ranks pretty quick. I worked closely with him when strategy was in question." I said smiling at the childish curiosity he was looking at me with.
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"How did you go through so fast, it was only 5 years?" He asked bouncing his knee, making me giggle at his little twitch.
"We were 3 years in by the time I got there. They confused my rash and idiotic tendencies with bravery and when my platoon was attacked my captain and lieutenant were killed I kept everything in order so they thought I could lead a platoon. I started there and I guess I had a thing for strategy and I just kept getting promoted. There were roughly 620,000 deaths so it really wasn't hard. Once someone dropped someone else had to step up. I guess he liked me enough to keep me going." I said as he looked at me in awe.
"You were really good then huh?" he asked pulling me closer. "I get to hold a hero every night" He purred nuzzling into my neck . I felt my face heat up.
"I'm no hero I'm average" I said looking down trying to hide my blush.
"Don't be so modest, you served in many wars. Most people have trouble with one. You have seen a lot and always put others first. You're my hero, Benjamin" He said seriously before he kissed my lips sweetly. When he pulled away he had a soft smile on his face. I looked away quickly making him chuckle quietly. "I love you so much, my little hero" Luke purred before turning back to the TV not expecting a reply.
"I-I trust you" I stutter out making him tense before breaking out into a huge smile.
"That is just as good if not better, love" Luke said tightening his hold on my waist. I put my head on his shoulder as he rubbed my side calming me almost to the point of sleep.
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"Wore him out already" I heard a Jamie giggle, but I didn't want to open my eyes.
"Welcome home, baby" Luke said moving me a bit making me whine a little.
"I thought you were asleep" Luke said and I felt Jamie sit down and pull my legs on his lap.
"No, but it's really calming" I said knowing I not going to be able to sleep now that Jamie's home from the cafe.
"What is?" Luke asked me before stopping the motion
"When you rub my side or back, I just wanna fall asleep" I said cuddling closer to his warm body.
"Then I will do it when you have trouble falling asleep" Luke hummed and continued to rub my side making me sigh in contentment.
"It is calming" Jamie agreed laying his head on Luke's other shoulder. Luke put one of his arms around Jamie's waist and held me close with the other.
"What have you two done today" Jamie asked adjusting himself so he could be holding me and still be resting his head on Luke.
"I have been watching TV and Benji just came down from work an hour ago" Luke said kissing Jamie.
"Working for so long isn't good, Ben-Ben" Jamie scolded softly kissing my forehead.
"I know I just wanted it done" I whined, I'm still sleepy.
"Don't whine" Jamie said grabbing my side making me yelp in surprise.
"Hey, you two stop it, no fighting" Luke said hitting Jamie's hand away. Luke sighed and I stuck my tongue out Jamie making him gasp.
"He stuck his tongue out at me!" Jamie yelled making Luke look a me.
"No I didn't!" I yelled "I wouldn't do that" I said looking up at Luke.
"Yes you would, cause you did!" Jamie argued
"Did not"
"Did so"
"Did not"
"Did so!"
"Benji stop" Luke chuckled out
"But he started it" I complained pouting
"I don't care who started it. I'm finishing it" Luke sighed kissing our head "I swear, you two are not as old as you say you are" He chuckled.
"Yes we are" we both say before glaring at one another
"Don't copy me" we both say once again
"Luke!" we both whine
"You two" He sighed moving me to Jamie lap so he could stand making up both protest. Our bed just got up!
"Come on let's go out for dinner tonight." Luke said grabbing his keys making us cheer. I like these little goofy times we have every once in a while.
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