Change Of View (049xReader)

Epilogue

His quiet laughter moved away from you. You dared to take a peek from the covers as you heard his footsteps leaving.

A broad smile crept on your face as you watched him leave.

Although he was partially okay with ditching the mask, you would never ever be able to persuade him into not wearing his plague doctor uniform.

You were uneasy at first when you met the people in this small village, but they didn't seem to mind his attire at all. The villagers were surprisingly kind and hospital and helped you settle in the small cottage in the forest. It lead you to believe that you weren't the first people to arrive in such circumstances.

Nevertheless you had stayed cautious, rarely leaving the house, only to get the essentials on the villages market. It wasn't just the fear of somebody recognizing you which was highly unlikely. You were way more scared about 049's pestilence haze. What if one of the townspeople was infected, and he killed them? You didn't want to leave, you were so happy here, finally having a place where you could be with him.

But as with all things in long terms, one day everything changed due to a little misunderstanding.

An elderly woman approached the two of you during your periodical market visits. Suddenly she started praying, asking 049 for guidance in her time of need since her husband was sick. Both of you were more than confused to say the least.

You mused that she thought him to be some kind of priest because of the rosary that was part of his plague doctor clothing. Later on one of the inhabitants would explain to you that they had priests wandering over from the cities because this villages didn't have one. The woman probably mistook him for one.

But it was 049 that surprised you even more by suddenly busting out his latin skills, leaving you completely baffled.

The woman had smiled through tears and took his hand, saying more things you couldn't hear through your laughter at the look of utmost confusion he had on his face. She pulled him away from you and left you alone giggling like crazy.

The laughter had quickly died down in your throat once you had realized she had said "sick" husband. You freaked out running after where you had last seen them. The outcry of the elderly woman made your blood run cold.

Assumimg the worst, you rushed in only to see 049 taking care of the sick man. The woman was crying tears of joy as she saw her husband opening his eyes. It was quite the eventful day.

Rumors spread quickly in this small village and everyone had heard of old lady Arleen's husband recovering. Thankfully they didn't think 049 was Jesus Christ reincarnated. This villages was small, but thankfully not superstitious.

Since then, people had been coming and going asking for medical aid. This had been continuing for some years and you had formed your reputation as the towns healers. You had even started a small herb business that was thriving well.

"What are you thinking about?", 049 asked, snapping you out of your thoughts with his velvety voice.

"Just the time an old lady mistook you for a priest.", you snickered.

His face soured at the memory.
"I learned the hard way that people don't speak their prayers in latin anymore."

You laughed even more. He nudged you playfully and handed you your mug, sitting down next to you on the bed.

Your laughter subsided. "You don't have to do this for me every morning."

"You say that every time. It is in no way a bother to me to make you happy.", he said sternly. With a kiss to your forehead, he emphasized his words.