Y/n p.o.v.

You woke up in the tent back at the base feeling arms wrapped around your waist and Wilson his head resting on your shoulder. The last thing you remembered was that you woke up in a snowstorm and would die there again. You had one of your arms wrapped around him and realized that the two of you had snuggled against each other during sleep. The man was sleeping peacefully and had even a little smile displayed on his face. He was looking adorable and you enjoyed it still, feeling very weak and tired. Not wanting to wake him up, you tried to turn around slowly to make yourself more comfortable. As he suddenly pulled you closer in the hug mumbling under his breath. "Please don't leave me again love." Wilson was half asleep but you found it adorable and strange that he called you 'love'. Not that you didn't like it and simply brushing the 'love' part of to his accent. It was cute in a way.

Wilson his hair was a mess and he had the cut from the hound attack still on his cheek. It was hard to see in the dark and as you placed you hand on his face you noticed that he had grown a small beard. It was odd that the 'small' cut in Wilson his face was still there. You felt the man move around a bit as he opened his eyes slowly. Groaning as if he didn't want to get up. His little sleepy eyes grew wider as he noticed your hand on his face. Feeling his cheeks heat up and finding it amusing how easy he got flustered by your actions. "Y-Y/n? Good morning I-I'm so so sor-" You cut him of as you felt him letting you go and he backed up. "Mornin Will. It's okay don't stress about it." Giving him a friendly smile while having trouble speaking thanks to the sore throat you've got. You got up with shaking arms and you had to put way more effort in it then usual. Your arms felt heavy and in general you felt miserable. "What happened yesterday? I barely remember anything of it." Wilson sat down next to you and seemed to be unsure if he should tell you or not. "I'll tell you after breakfast if you're okay with that."

~and so you argued about it after the meal like a 5 year long married couple as you can read back in the previous chapter the rings are the only thing missing. Now moving on to Maxwell his favorite personal drama serie~

"Y/n, you're still hurt and weak please be careful with yourself." Wilson almost yelled in a worried manner. "Stop acting like a mom and act like a man instead, Higgsbury!" You protested. He was getting protective in an annoying way. It was cute at first that he cared a lot about your well being, but it was starting to get on your nerves at this point. Wilson seemed a bit offended by your outburst. "Excuse me, I'll try my best to keep you safe. I'll have to be there next time I can't let you die again. I'll have to be there to protect you." This made you shake your head and sigh. You knew that he would do everything to keep you alive this point and you didn't want him to get hurt because of your actions. "Will stop acting like this. I don't want you to start acting reckless when I might be in danger. Who is going to be the one who is protecting you in that moment?" You curled yourself up in hopes of staying warm while facing the moving flames. "I just can't stand the thought that you mi-" "Why do you care so much?" Locking your E/c colored eyes in his crystal blue/grey ones. "It's because I L- care! I care a lot about you okay. Really a lot. I don't know. I just do." The scientists was in loss of words not knowing how to express himself. It seemed like he didn't even know what he was feeling at the moment. He rubbed his face walking away from you as things got a little to much for him. You let him as you had enough of his behavior for the moment. Picking up his spear and using it as a walking cane.

~time skip brought to you by my crippling depression~

It was getting darker faster due to it being winter as you arrived back at the base. It has been two days since the two of you had been arguing and Wilson was out for a hunt. He was still acting strange around you and overprotective in a way. D/n walked up to you with a rabbit in her mouth as she dropped it infront of you. "Thanks, D/n but I'm not going to eat that." You gave her a few pets on her head as you went to your storage chests. It was obvious that Wilson didn't mind his work place to be a mess because your storage was looking like a teenage room. Since you had nothing to do and you were bored to death, you took it upon yourself to clean it up and sort it neat into it's own little category. Taking your sweet time waiting for the man to return. Only for another one approaching you. "Thanks to your lovley boyfriend I've got what I wanted." You turned around to see the old man holding out your journal. "First of all stop calling him my boyfriend. Second, your just giving it back to me? No deals just like that?" You didn't trust it at all you knew by this time how much the man seemed to enjoy both of you suffering in his little game. "I've made a deal with Wilson. Not with you. Only in the beginning, remember that I promised to give it back? You must understand that I'm not allowed to break a deal as long as you don't." You snatched your Journal out of his hands scanning through the pages to see if he did something to it. Nothing at all. So he needed something from you and Wilson in the long run. It was also very nice of him to tell a weakness. He wasn't allowed to break deals or maybe even some rules for that matter. So anyone else was in control or it may have been something. "I'm looking forward to talk with you again." The old man smirked. "I know I don't. Now get lost douche and leave me and Will alone." "As you wish." Maxwell spit out bitterly seemingly annoyed by your rude behavior and the middle finger you pointed at him as you read your journal. He wanted something from you and Will but couldn't figure out what it was exactly...

Here you go no worries more fluff is going to arrive soon enough. More complicated ridles and feelings as well. Till next chapter and stay cool. Or should I say... warm cause winter?