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Untitled SDV Fanfic Harvey x Abigail

Right this is my first time ever writing anything ever so I’m really looking for constructive critism, please be kind. Basically the idea came to me and I’ve been craving a fanfic like this and no one else has wrote it so I thought, why don’t I give it a go.

Abigail lays down on her bed and covers her head with her pillow, trying to drown out the noise of her parents' bickering downstairs. This has become the norm for the Peterson household as of late, with her parents, Caroline and Pierre arguing from anything from petty arguments, up to big ones. Today's current argument involved the shop, business had been tough lately due to the competition from the Joja Mart across the river which had caused financial stress for the whole family. Hearing the argument ramp up louder in volume, Abigail screamed into her pillow and sighed deeply, resigning herself to the fact that she would not be getting any sleep anytime soon, sat up and reached for her fluffy purple hoodie, pulling it quickly over her head and stuffing her arms in the arm holes, opened the window and climbed out onto the roof in one smooth movement.

Abigail often came up onto the roof, wanting a quiet place to escape and be able to hear herself think. She shivered as she sat down on the cold tiles, wishing that she had chosen more suitable bottoms instead of her thin pyjama shorts, and looked out across the town. From here she could see the lights from Sam's bedroom on and hoped he was still awake, and sent a quick text to the group chat

'you guys still up?'

Whilst she waited for a reply, she looked up at the night's sky, taking in the stars and searching for the brightest one in the sky to make a wish on, a nightly ritual that she had done ever since she was a child, spotting it she thought to herself internally 'Please let this one be over quick tonight!'

After waiting for a few minutes with no reply she gave up waiting, smirking to herself as she concluded that Sam and Sebastian had most likely fallen asleep with the light on again. The two of them had recently come out to her as a couple, and she recalled how she had to pretend that the news was a surprise to them both, even though it had been obvious that they both had feelings for each other, either way, she was thrilled for them both, and the two of them made a really sweet couple.

Abigail often wondered when she would be able to find her 'someone', wanting the same emotional intimacy that Seb and Sam often shared, as at times like these it would be so helpful to have someone close that she could confide in when shit hit that fan at home. Of course, she had the boys, but more times than not Abigail found herself keeping quiet, the boys had enough to worry about themselves, with Sam's dad still fighting in the war, and the two of them had not come out to their families yet either, it would just be another thing for them to stress about.

There seemed to be a pause in the argument and Abigail strained to hear, hoping that would be the end of it, a door slammed, and more unintelligible yelling continued, Abi winced at the sound and pulled her knees up and stretched the hoodie over her legs and pulled her hood up, pulling the strings tight, pulling the hood tighter across her face. She began to feel hot tears prickling at her eyes and tried to hold back a sob, she felt stupid…she was 21 years old for Yoba's sake! Crying over your parents arguing was something little girls did, she just needed to get over it and let her parents sort their own shit out! She swiped angrily at her face with the backs of her sleeves and closed her eyes, taking in deep breaths to try and calm herself down.

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Today had really not gone well for Harvey Schoell today, first of all, his assistant Maru had called in sick, and whilst she really couldn't help coming down with a cold it meant that all of his appointments were backed up on the busiest day of the week, with no one there to help check in the patients and sort out the paperwork meant that appointments were taking twice as long. Harvey was quite lucky that most of the Valley's residents were so understanding, however, halfway through his day George and Evelyn had come in for a check-up. George had moaned and tutted under his breath at first whilst Harvey searched for his medical file, and once the examination was complete, he complained loudly about the speed of service in from of everyone in the waiting room. Whilst Harvey understood his frustrations and knew that George was not the most patient or understanding patient, it still set Harvey up in a bad mood for the rest of the afternoon, and left him feeling antsy, waiting for the hours to tick by so he could return to his latest plane model that he was working on.

Working on his models had always relaxed him, and helped him to unwind from any stress, he found the process quite methodical and loved every part of it, the smell of the paint, the sharp focus that was needed for the fine details and shading, and when you reached the result, you felt accomplished and had something new to display on your shelf. Harvey knew what he had to do by heart, first you prime the model, then you decide on a colour palette, and then carefully paint layer by layer. The simple routine helped him to shut down the constant thoughts he always had running through his mind. 'Did I remember to order that medication? Who do I have to examine tomorrow? Will I have enough to pay the bills this month?' All of that melted away as soon as he dipped the brush into his paint, although tonight that was proving to be very difficult.

Several times tonight Harvey had tried to put some metallic grey paint on one of the propellers, and each time there had been a loud shout from next door, causing him to flinch and lose his focus. Harvey was just about to try again for the umpteenth time when a door slammed, making the adjoining wall shake and causing Harvey to splatter the paint across the rest of the model and onto the table. Harvey threw his brush down in frustration, muttering a string of curses under his breath, and bought his hand up to pull his headlamp off.

Harvey knew from experience that an argument like this could go on for a little while still, so there was no point trying to focus anytime soon, and his mood had soured anyway, knowing that he would have to try and find a way to cover up the mistake without making the paint splotchy another day. Harvey turned to the sink and began filling up the kettle, ready to make himself a decaf coffee before he turned in for the night but wondered to himself just how much sleep he would be getting with the racket going on next door. Whilst it was a blessing to have Pierre and Caroline as next-door neighbours, having it handy when times of emergencies cropped up, such as running out of milk, it also proved to be a pain with what was becoming their nightly bicker.

Harvey looked out through the window as he flicked on the kettle becoming lost in thought as he twisted the ends of his moustache with his fingertips, a habit of his that had started when he finally grew it out long ago in an attempt to make himself look more serious as the towns Doctor, suddenly a flash of purple caught his eye, and looked closer. Sitting on the roof tiles next door was Miss Abigail Peterson, shivering and teetering on the edge of the roof, her toes curling over the end. Harvey sighed, tutting under his breath, and feeling ashamed of himself, he always felt very inconvenienced and annoyed when his neighbours were fighting, but never stopped to consider how it must feel living under the same roof with people who could not get along.

Harvey considered stepping out onto his balcony to make sure that she was alright but stopped when his hand reached the door handle, he briefly wanted to leave it, not wanting to meddle in matters that weren't his own, but when he looked back out through his patio door, he could see her shoulders shaking, with her head down, clearly crying. 'Come on Harv,' he muttered to himself 'the poor girl, you can't just leave her like this.' And pulled the handle down,

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Abigail jolted when she heard the doctor's balcony door open, and rushed to wipe any tears from her face, not wanting anyone to know she had had a moment of weakness, especially not the doctor, who would probably have something condescending to say about it. "Hello…" She called out in a shaky voice, fully expecting him to have a go at her for the noise "Look I'm really sorry-" She choked out before being interrupted

"Miss Peterson, hi… you haven't got anything to be sorry about, I was just wondering if you were, okay? I mean well obviously you're not, given the circumstances, but can I help?" he rambled out in one breath and Abi blinked at him like a deer in headlights, clearly not expecting the conversation to have gone this way, "Am I… okay?" she echoed back softly, as if not quite believing the words that were coming out of the doctor's mouth. There was a pause for a moment as if no one knew what to say, and Harvey looked around wildly as if searching for the words. "Oh! I know, I'll make you a cup of hot chocolate, do you like hot chocolate? Course you do, everyone likes hot chocolate…" Abigail watched his hands as he carried on muttering, as they were twisting around themselves nervously whilst he carried on trying to fill the awkward silence, she must have been staring and zoning out as Harvey's voice raised volume slightly and he leant forwards "Abigail?" She snapped her eyes back up to his "Hmm? Sorry." He smiled softly, the corners of his eyes creasing "That's okay, I just asked do you take sugar?" Abigail shook her head and he reached for the door handle, missing it a few times and cringed in embarrassment "Ah there it is, okay I'll be back in just a second" and disappeared out of sight.

Abi leant back on the tiles and shook her head in disbelieve, "I really thought he was going to have a go at me" she whispered to herself and looked back over to see Harvey bobbing around in the window as he busied himself with mugs and hot chocolate powder, he saw her looking and smiled again, causing her to whip her head back around, hiding her blush, and silently scolding herself for peeking through the window. It wasn't long until Harvey stepped outside with a mug in each hand and reached over the balcony railing to hand one to Abi, which she took whispering a quick "thank you." Looking down into her cup she noticed that he had topped the coco with cream and sprinkles and wondered if he had done that to try and cheer up. She took a big gulp and hummed in delight. "This is really good!" She turned to face Harvey to see that he had also taken a big sip and gotten whipped cream on the edges of his moustache. She giggled slightly as he wiped the mess away with a tissue, he had stuffed up his sleeve. The two sat in comfortable silence, only the sound of their sips between them, miraculously her parents had seemed to either finally come to an agreement or were just busy ignoring each other.

A slam of the shop's front door made them both jumps as the figure of her mother stomped angrily down the path. "Oh dear," Harvey murmured "I do hope she's alright." Abi tutted and replied, "She'll be fine, she's just gone to the woods to cool off, she likes to go for a walk to the wizard's tower, I'm not sure why, but at least Dad has nobody to argue with for a bit."

Harvey opened his mouth and then closed it, looking like he wanted to say something but decided against it at the last minute, probably to ask something he deemed personal. Abi stood up from her perch "I should go get to bed, I've got online lessons in the morning, and I need my sleep." Harvey nodded understandably and stepped back towards his door. "Oh here," Abi said and handed back the mug with its half-full contents, Harvey pushed it back towards her, "It's okay you can finish your drink, keep it for now, I have tons of mugs anyway, it's all people seem to buy the Doctor for birthdays and Winter Star." he chuckled. Abi braced herself against the window frame, one leg on the roof and the other in her window "Cool, okay… Thank you Harvey" and quickly slinked back inside, shutting the window behind her and drawing the curtains.

Abi quickly settled herself back into bed, pulling the blankets around her lap, and sitting upright so she could finish her drink, she blushed heavily, recalling the events of the past 10 minutes or so, he had to have seen her crying, so embarrassing! She quickly finished her drink and covered herself over with the quilt holding her hands up to her red-hot cheeks, and taking deep breaths again to calm herself down, and realised that she would only have to face him again when she gave her mug back, Abi rolled over, burrowing herself deeper in the mess of blankets and pillows, slowly resigning herself to sleep.

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