Author's Note: Hi everyone and thank you for coming to read this one-shot! I hope you like it!

Even though the lack of a fire meant that he was freezing; even though the hard settee made it hard for him to sleep, there was still a smile on Fiyero's lips as he ran the backs of his fingers down Elphaba's cheek. She was sound asleep, curled up in the gap between him and the back of the settee, with her head on his shoulder and an arm wrapped tight around his waist. He was positive that there had never been a more breath-taking sight.

He let his gaze fall to her slender neck after watching her rest for a couple of minutes, his heart aching in his chest when he saw the small blisters that had begun to appear on her skin. Being as careful as possible so not to wake or hurt her, he took his hand off of her cheek and caressed one of the blisters with his fingers, the words: "I hear her soul is so unclean, pure water can melt her!" echoing in his head as his eyes shone with tears.

'No,' He scowled as he lifted his hand to her hair and gave it a soft stroke. 'Water won't melt her. What it will do is cause her excruciating pain and make her want to die just to make the pain end.' He had hated holding her in his lap after the two of them had found the abandoned hut and the agonising pain had hit her, his arms cradling her to his chest as she had trembled and sobbed and begged him to do something to make the pain stop.

For longer than he would have liked, he had been able to do nothing other than rock her back and forth and whisper words of love into her hair, but once she had calmed down a little she had remembered that there'd been some coconut oil in her dress pocket. He'd taken it from her then and warmed it in his hands before applying it to her emerald skin, her sighs and whines of relief and pain making his heart ache as he'd treated her burns.

She had been exhausted once he had finished covering her smooth skin with the oil and so he had lain down with her on the settee. He could still remember how she had stared up at him from where her head had rested on his shoulder, intense love and gratitude in those rich brown eyes of hers, and the urge to kiss her had been far too deep to ignore. Their kisses in the forest had been so passionate, but that one had been soft and warm.

He had taken his time – he had taken things slow and been so gentle with her – and once their kiss had reached its end she had sucked on her bottom lip and blushed. The two of them had then talked about their future for a while, Elphaba turning her beautiful face into his shoulder when he had mentioned babies, before she had started to settle down. It hadn't taken long at all for slumber to claim her, hence why he was now watching her.

He used the hand that was resting on her back to pull her closer when he felt the room get considerably colder, her faint mumble making him smile before he kissed her on the hairline and looked up at the ceiling with a sigh. There was nothing he wanted more than to get her out of the run-down hut and to a place that was safer and more comfortable, but he wasn't going to force her to travel when she was so sore. She needed to recover.

When she moaned in discomfort beside him a little while later he turned his head in her direction again, his hand seizing her wrist when he saw her hand move towards her neck. 'No, darling,' He whispered once she had opened her eyes and met his gaze, the pain she was experiencing clear in her deep brown irises. 'I know that you're in pain, but touching the blisters is just going to make them hurt even more, so you have to leave them alone.'

'Is there some oil left?' Her voice was still hoarse from sleep.

He turned his head towards the little table in front of the settee before a smile curled his lips when he noticed that there was a small amount of coconut oil in the jar. 'There's a tiny bit left, Fae, so we need to make the most of it. What hurts the most?' He asked.

'My neck and throat,' She winced and closed her eyes. 'It burns.'

'The oil will help, my love,' He kissed her on the forehead before reaching for the jar of oil on the table, a sigh escaping him when he opened it and took some on his fingers. He then warmed it between his fingers and thumb before covering the blisters on her neck with it, Elphaba gasping in pain as a tear danced down her cheek. 'You're being so brave.'

Once he had covered the burns and blisters on her neck with the oil, he eased her head back as slowly as he could so that he could tend to the blisters and burns on her throat. 'Thank you for doing this,' Her voice trembled as she felt him stroke his fingers lovingly against her skin. 'You don't know how much it means to me.' She whined with discomfort.

'You don't need to thank me,' He kissed her chin. 'I love you; I want to take care of you.'

Despite the incessant sting of the blisters on her neck and throat, she smiled a little at his declaration of love for her before letting her head return to its usual position when he had finished oiling her skin. The two of them looked at each other in silence after he had set the jar of oil back down, his hand settling on her waist through her black dress.

'Are we safe now?' She asked him.

'We are,' He reassured her. 'No-one is ever going to find us or hurt either of us again.'

She sighed and laid a hand on his chest. 'I am so sorry for turning you into a scarecrow.'

He laughed out loud at that which caused her to do the same before he drew her closer and leaned his forehead against hers. 'Hey, I was the one who kept saying life was more painless for the brainless when I arrived at Shiz. Now I've got first-hand experience of what being brainless is really like.' He watched Elphaba roll her eyes at him in response. 'Fae, you managed to reverse the spell,' He smiled. 'I'm me again; that's all that matters.'

She laid beside him in silence for a moment before resting her hand softly on his cheek. 'Thank you for loving me…' She leaned in to graze his lips with her own. 'You're the first.'

'I don't understand how anyone couldn't love you,' He ran his hand along the curve of her waist. 'You're stunning, you're caring, you're loyal and you hate injustice.' He pointed out.

She ran a hand over his hair. 'I think people just see that I'm green and start running…'

'That is not your fault,' He told her. 'They're insolent people and you don't need them.'

'You're right, I don't,' She snuggled closer to him. 'The only person I'll ever need is you.'

Her heart fluttered within her chest when he rested his hand on her cheek underneath the curtain of her hair, her eyes falling closed when he nudged his nose against her own before capturing her lips with his. Their kiss was soft and slow and neither of them felt the need to deepen it as they held each other close. 'I love you, Fae…' Fiyero murmured.

'I love you too, Yero,' Elphaba mumbled back before kissing him again. 'Now and forever.'

Author's Note: Thank you all so much for taking the time to read this one-shot and I hope that you enjoyed it! I also hope that you'll leave a review if you have the time, just to let me know what you thought of it! Also, I'm thinking of making my next fic a multi-chapter. I think it'll be a series of one-shots about Fiyero and Elphaba in the lead-up to their little girl's birth and then what happens afterwards when they're new parents too! I also might add Glinda into some chapters if that's what people want. Let me know! :)