Oh my gosh that story with Jonah and Leo was SO GOOD - would you ever consider a part 2 with Leo and Jonah talking about what he was saying???
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You guys really should stop indulging my angsty self. We'll end up killing this boy.
This is a continuation of this fic: Feverish Leo has a nightmare and overshares his past with Jonah. - Which happened before Sicily!
Warning for the f- slur and mentions of past child abuse, thread carefully.
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JD let out a pitiful meow as Leo stopped her from escaping and squeezed her to his chest, kissing the top of her head. Jon snorted, noticing the cat staring at him, as if begging him to help her run away.
"Sorry, little miss, I guess you're stuck," he whispered darkly, crawling back in the bed with a bottle of Gatorade, "bottom's up, Leo."
The blonde coughed weakly against his fist and took the bottle from him, taking a small sip and grimacing when it hit his irritated throat. He gulped down a couple more sips then handed Jonah the bottle back, slumping against the pillows and letting out a soft burp.
JD burrowed against his stomach, starting to make biscuits and Leo opened a smile, running a shaky hand over her fur, "her belly rubs are better than yours."
"Yeah but hers don't come with a get-well-soon blowjob," Jonah deadpanned, rolling his eyes and moving closer so he could push a strand of hair out of Leo's eyes. His hair was much longer than usual and Jon loved it, he knew Leo wasn't cutting it entirely for his benefit too.
"What exactly did I tell you last night?" Leo sighed, turning slightly so he could meet Jon's worried eyes, "you have that freaked out look on your face."
Jonah cringed. He thought he had his usual bitch face on, but clearly Leo was getting better at reading him.
"Not too much," he reassured him, fiddling with a strand of golden hair, "don't worry-"
"I'm not worried," Leo shrugged, sounding exhausted. His voice was basically gone, he had spent the better part of the night coughing, once the fever broke, "I don't mind you knowing, Jon."
Jonah sighed, pulling his hand back, "you thought you were back home... And I think you thought I was your dad? You kept saying you'd stay out of my way and behave, so if you could stay home instead of going to school..."
"Sounds very on brand with dad," Leo snorted, without any humor, "he hated when I stayed home instead of going to school."
"Even sick?"
"Especially sick," Leo scoffed, "and give him my germs? Please."
Jonah bit on his lip, angrily munching over the words he wanted to call the man, "your father was a piece of work."
Leo let out a chuckle and slid down the bed just a little bit, continuing to pet JD, "he was complicated."
Jon didn't think there was anything complicated about the man being a cunt. He trailed a hand over Leo's arm, up and down, "did he... Did he abuse you?" the words were whispered, he couldn't bring himself to say them out loud, "I- I asked you to remove your shirt and you freaked out..."
Leo flinched, then opened and closed his mouth twice before saying, "no, he didn't," he wasn't lying, but it wasn't all of it. Still, he shut his mouth and avoided Jonah's gaze, focusing on their kitten who was playfully rolling onto her back on his stomach, little spotted belly open for him to rub.
"Leo?"
"He was just..." he shrugged, "he was weird and he scared me. He fucking terrified me," Leo looked up, "I don't know if it was some form of homophobia, because he always knew I was gay, he made it very fucking clear he knew it with the name calling, but he just... I didn't like undressing around him. Or being near him, to be quite honest. But he didn't abuse me like that."
"Like that?" Jonah repeated, voice a whip. He had never felt so heartbroken or murderous.
Leo shrugged again, "well, there was the name calling. You'd the surprised how many slurs there are other than faggot," he smiled without any happiness, tickling JD's belly, "then there was the beatings. It didn't happen often, only when he was really wasted, but towards the end..." he shuddered and Jonah moved away from the bed, getting up.
He couldn't sit still, too angry, and Leo looked up, concerned.
"Jon?"
"I'm fine," he waved him off, pacing the room, "...Was he like that before your mom left?"
Leo frowned, confused "I don't know, baby, I don't really remember anything from back then. I was too young and trauma..." he touched his temple lightly, "kinda fucks with your memory. My whole childhood is a little bit of a blur."
Jonah ran a hand through his hair, tugging at the tight curls' roots, "when- When did she leave again?"
"I was ten," Leo answered and then the next question Jon was going to ask, "and seventeen when he passed away."
"Suicide, right?" Jon sat back down, near his knee and JD meowed, jumping to his lap. Leo nodded, quietly seeming to be thinking over everything.
"Hung himself in the living room," he said in a hesitant voice, clearly scared he was freaking Jonah even more.
Jon squeezed their cat, causing her to meow and try to bite his fingers "that's why..." his mouth was dry, "another day, you mentioned a fan... That's why...?"
"Yeah," Leo shuddered and curled up on his side since JD was no longer sitting on him, watching Jon, "what are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking that I hate him," Jonah answered honestly, "and I hate the fact that you still have all these scars, I wish - I know it's silly, but I wish I had met you earlier, I wish I could've helped."
Leo smiled sadly, "I wish I had met you earlier too, babe," he sighed, coughing again, "I don't hate him... I'm pretty sure he had the same chronic depression I have-"
"Being depressed doesn't cause people to abuse little kids, Leo," Jon said sternly, "sucks for him, but this justifies nothing."
Leo nodded, wincing "yeah, I know... But I can't help thinking it if he wasn't so severely depressed, things would've been different. He wouldn't have drunk all the time, for starters."
"He'd still be a fucking asshole," Jonah scoffed, leaning in and planting a kiss on his boyfriend's forehead, lingering there, "I'm happy you moved here and that... And that we found each other... And that you told me all that."
Leo melted under the kiss, tugging on his sweater and causing Jonah to crumple on him into an awkward hug. JD let out a yelp and jumped away from between them, offended.
"Doesn't this scare you?" Leo whispered, voice muffled by Jonah's sweater, "I know it's a lot, the- the past, yeah, but also now-"
"Nothing about you scares me," Jonah hugged him a little bit tighter, "we all have baggage, Leo," he pulled back to look him in the eye and met Leo's feverish gaze, blue eyes searching his face as if Jonah was going to pull back and say gotcha, "I want to help you carry yours too."
Leo let out a little scoff, pulling back with a smile, "since when you're so good at communicating?"
"Please," Jonah rolled his eyes in a playful manner, pressing his forehead to Leo's, "you're so feverish, you're delusional."
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๐ In the spirit of Halloween I have a trick ( antsy๐ ) thought . We all know that sergeant Nat sucks at feelings and communication while SB is a himbo who doesnโt want to scare Nat off or make anyone uncomfortable . So even when SB is happy at the news of Sisterโs baby it rewakens a lot of old wounds and fears about being a parent. SB is having nightmares that they hide from Nat and are covering up certain scars and diverting Nat from touching them . All in a not so obvious way and Nat is
I'm combining all the messages you sent into one post so they're easier to read :)
๐ continuation of my trick thought . Missing all the signs because of baby fever and SB is actually doing a good job of not being heart on their sleeve open . In the aftermath of Nat jumping SBโs bones in her baby fever sate SB when asked about Natโs preventative and Nat drops wanting a baby. Triggering a panic attack from SB and Nat has never seen them so scared. In that moment they are not Sergeant Beef but a scared little kid .
๐Now it is time for the treat ( fluffy comfort) time to my trick . Nat doesnโt know how to help SB so she calls up someone who can , SBโs Sister whom Talks Nat through helping us . We open up about all our fears and the way our father was unkind to us. Open up to everything that has been going on , SB pulls out their dog tags and waves around to everything around them telling Nat this keeps from being him . Nat holds and comfort us saying we arenโt him and telling us everything she sees in us
๐ continuation of my treat thought ( also I think that my phone accidentally sent a asked twice so sorry about that ) . When Sergeant Nat claims SB down and done telling Sergeant Beef all she sees in them , they in the bed cuddling. Nat tells SB why she didnโt want kids before them and about her background ( yes this is me asking for Sergeant Nat โs backstory) .Some time later at a costume thing Sister cames with her baby dressed as a GI Joe and After the party Nat has baby fever all over again
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I could see Sergeant Beef being hesitant to be a parent, even if they are really good with kids. Like you said, maybe it was something in their past (like their relationship with their father) that caused them to fear becoming a parent, maybe that they didn't want to be an awful parent like their father was.
Nat and SB do have more in common than they think, both of them being hesitant to be parents. My headcanon of Nat's backstory is that she is an intensely career-driven person. Especially being a woman in a male-dominated field, she had to sacrifice a lot and endure lots of abuse and toxicity to achieve her rank. So she decided early on that she would never have kids because it would take her away from work, and in her eyes, make her seem "weaker."
But she clearly would have had a change of heart after being SB's partner and seeing them interact with children, and also knowing that they are just as apprehensive as she is, so they could have a baby and learn how to raise them properly together.
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