OCT/21 UPDATE
THIS IS CRINGE. I also do not ship this anymore so sorry bout that ;-;
15/1/21- warnings
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To say that Grian liked Doc was an understatement. Grian was absolutely and totally infatuated with him.
Grian liked Doc for many things, how confident he is, how talented and skilled he is at redstone. The sound of his voice and his tall strong build.
The builder could go one for hours and hours describing every minuscule detail that he has noticed that just makes Doc even more perfect.
Every time he notices something just makes Grian fall that little bit more in love with him.
The red sweater wearing hermit doodles little hearts across the page of a note book, scribbling the words Doc inside of a random page.
Since when did I start acting like a lovesick teenager from some cringy teen movie? Grian sighs, but continues anyway.
As he draws, the words start evolving from just a heart with the word Doc in it, to stuff like <3 doc, even though he knew that it is a little creepy, it's not like anyone will be seeing the book.
Grian didn't particularly mind the ship name that was given by all the Hermitcraft fanfic writers, 'docian' does sound a little strange, 'gridoc' was probably the better decision.
Suddenly, fireworks sound out above Grian, signalling someone was flying closer, so he quickly ripped out the page and shoves it to the bottom of the closest shulker box, not paying attention to which one.
Looking up, Grian sees Doc himself flying down and landing semi gracefully next to him, only slightly stumbling.
"Hey Grian." He says.
"Hey Doc!" Grain smiles happily as the creeper hybrid smiles back at him. "Do you have any redstone I could borrow?" He asks.
Of course he didn't come just to see you silly. Grian sighs internally, but turns to look at the chest monster behind him.
"I should have some, let me just find my redstone shulker box, I have a lot because I'm not that good at redstone." The two laugh and Grian turns around and starts to sift through the boxes.
Grian glances back and sees Doc staring up into the sky, the sun reflecting off the metal part of his face making him look like he's glowing, like an angel
The shorter man quickly turns away with a slight red face and keeps looking, then decides to fill the silence with some conversation.
"Why did you come and ask me doc? Why not Mumbo or Iskall or Impulse?" Grian asks, those two do way more redstone than him.
Grian doesn't turn around, so he doesn't see Docs face turn very red and his mouth open and close like a fish to try and figure out something to say.
"O-oh I was just flying over." The stutter doesn't go unnoticed by the builder as Doc is usually very confident, and doesn't usually stutter nervously like this.
Grian decides to not comment on it as he finally opens a shulker filled with stacks of redstone dust and some other contraptions.
Picking the box up, he turns to Doc, who is now less flustered and he puts his hand out to give the box over.
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