Stitched Together (Deimos x Sanford)

Twenty-Two

Hank storms into the room, and starts yelling about how you and Deimos won't let him sleep. He was staring at the floor, and looks up to look at you.

He notices that you're busy patching up Deimos, your face close to Deimos' chest in order to be more precise on where your needle was going to go through.

Hank stares at you for a minute.

"...Oh. Christ, this is pretty damn awkward, ain't it..?" He mumbles out, while Deimos looks at you and then stares back at Hank, who was standing at the door in his regular clothes, though a bit more messy since it was still the early morning.

Hank slams the door shut and you can hear his footsteps quickly dash away. Deimos laughs, and his laughter catches onto you rapidly, and you snort in laughter along with him for a minute, until you realize you still have work to do.