#345 - [2] - Fire Emblem - Sully/Miriel - Outside

[mayemerald]

Title: alleged marital bliss
Fandom: Fire Emblem Awakening
Pairing: Sully/Miriel
Rating: T
Prompt: 345 - outside
Word Count: 531

Summary: Miriel has been working too much lately, in Sully's humble opinion.

Miriel was hunched over a desk. It was uncharacteristically cluttered, a pot of ink wobbling back and forth, threatening to upend its contents onto a stack of mismatched books as the desk shook with the force of Miriel’s furious scribblings. She finished off a line with a flourish, quill jerking to a halt, spattering ink into the air.

She frowned down at the page she had just filled. And then she groaned, dipping the quill into the inkpot only to scrawl a large ‘X’ over the entire parchment.

There was a knock at the door. Sully was standing in the doorframe, one hand on her hip, the other resting on the wall where she had clearly rapped her knuckles moments earlier.

“Work going well, I see.” she drawled. Her hair was damp, her clothes her loungewear, not the unspeakably malodorous clothes she wore under her armor while working. She had returned home and showered without Miriel noticing.

“It’s progressing,” Miriel countered, a tad irritated. “I have almost reached a satisfactory conclusion.”

Sully crossed her arms. “That’s what you told me a week ago.”

“You are exaggerating unduly. It was a mere three days ago.”

“It was a week ago.”

Miriel furrowed her eyebrows, running her mental clock backwards.

And then there was a piercing, terrible illumination assaulting her eyes.

Sully had opened the curtains.

“It’d be a lot easier to tell if you ever looked outside.”

“Close that at once! The sunlight can damage some of the sensitive materials.”

“If light can’t come in here, when’s the last time you went outside?”

Miriel didn’t reply.

“That’s what I thought.” Sully huffed out a laugh. “C’mon, it’s nice out. We can take the horses for a ride.”

Miriel refused to admit that the idea was tempting. “It would be unwise of me to interrupt my studies. Your presence is distracting enough.”

Sully gave her what Miriel had come to refer to as The Look, a physical feat that exuded such an impressive strength of will that it, against all logical reason, fully earned itself proper noun status.

“If you’ve been working on it for a week with no change, you’re not gonna solve it in the next hour, either.”

“You cannot prove that. I could be on the brink of the breakthrough I need.”

“And you can’t prove that. However, I can prove that you’ll feel much better after getting some fresh air. And maybe a shower. A long shower.” Sully winked roguishly as she spoke her last sentence.

It was easy to forget that Sully didn’t engage in arguments solely due to her loud mouth. She was quite skilled at debating when she needed to be. She sighed.

“I will concede defeat, just this once. Do not think I will be so easily swayed if this occurs again.”

“I didn’t even have to resort to luring you out with food this time. I’ve got plenty of other tricks up my sleeve, rest assured.” Sully promised, pulling her to her feet and dragging her towards the door.

“That does not ease my slumber in the slightest,” Miriel mumbled, but she could not deny that the fog constraining her mind was already lifting.