musesmistress: by fosforito4 (LiveJournal) (Default)
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Title: First Fight
Rating: PG
Pairings: Kahlan/Richard
Summary: Kahlan and Richard have their first fight.

Written for legendland's marathon prompt challenge.
Prompt: Richard & Kahlan—first fight as married couple


First Fight
Kahlan woke shivering, she and Richard had been married for a few weeks now, but for the first time they were sleeping in an actual bed. Curled up by the campfire, up close and wrapped tight with a blanket for the winter nights was wonderful but the comfort of the bed was just as sweet. The only problem is, Richard was now stealing the blankets in his sleep.

“Richard,” she said, frustrated and cold. She turned over and took him in, wrapped up like a caterpillar in a cocoon. Finding a corner, she pried the cover loose and wrapped herself back in, snuggling close so he wouldn’t have to take it all again. She shifted for a moment, settling in the bed and closed her eyes. She was just drifting off to sleep when Richard shifted and the covers slid off her to be wrapped around him.

Cold and annoyed at him, Kahlan grabbed the blanket and tugged it back to her side of the bed. Richard rolled with is, still fast asleep, forcing Kahlan over to the edge of the bed and trapping the blanket under him. She shoved him back and he rolled quickly over and off the edge of the bed. Richard was up on his feet quick as lightning.

“What was that for?” he asked, watching as Kahlan wrapped herself in the blanket.

“You kept taking the blanket,” she replied calmly.

“So you pushed me out of bed.”

“If you’re always going to be stealing the covers at night when we actually get a bed you should get used to sleeping on the floor,” Kahlan shouted.

“I am used to sleeping on the floor,” Richard shouted back. They stared at each other for a moment before Richard broke into a grin. “We fight D’Haran soldiers every day, don’t have a home of our own or chores to do except laundry and cooking and we’re fighting over a cover on our first night in a bed.” He chuckled and slid back onto the bed, dropping down to lay up close to Kahlan’s back, she was shuddering with suppressed laughter.

“If all our fights are going to end this way, we’re gonna have an interesting marriage,” Kahlan said, reaching a hand out to brush away tears of laughter.

Richard pressed himself closer. “I miss sleeping by the fire,” he said. “I miss sleeping up close to you without a blanket to keep us warm.”

“Nobody made you stop,” Kahlan said. “Just because we have a bed with enough space doesn’t mean we need to use it all.”

“And just because we have covers, doesn’t mean we need to use them,” Richard said, slowly peeling away the cover from Kahlan. She chuckled and snuggled back into the warmth of his arms.