Storms are Approaching

Newt saves Percival's life during The Great War, they become smitten with each other.--------------------------------------------------------------“Her name is Victoria”“Right, Victoria '' It was at that moment he realised that the beauty from his vision was real, which meant he could find him and marry him. His face lit up as though someone had cast lumos on him. At which point Theseus cleared his throat, and Percival remembered that he had been gushing about his majestic crush to said crush’s older brother. His very, very protective older brother. Shit. “Theseus, I just want to let you know that I have only the best intentions-”“YOU HAVE WHAT?” The ginger yelled at him, “No! He is far too young for any of that, still a child. You will have no intentions at all. You will be saying no more than a thank you to he and his dragon for saving you.” After huffing at him Theseus stormed out of the infirmary tent, towards where his precious younger brother was grooming Victoria like she was a golden retriever instead of a giant Ukrainian Ironbelly.