⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠 ℕ𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖! [ 𝔻𝕣.𝔽𝕝𝕦𝕘 𝕩 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 ] ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟺: 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗

⊹ Authors POV ⊹

YOU LOOKED AT Flug shocked. "What do you mean 'no'? I'm supposed to help you guys!" You defended.

Flug's goggles narrowed at you. He crossed his arms. "No, you'll get hurt. Our only nurse shouldn't be getting hurt, that's our job. And besides, you've never done this before, you're going to end up hurt one way or another." He argued back.

You just wanted to go outside. But at this point, now you wanted to be on this mission and wouldn't take no for an answer.

"Last time I checked, I can help myself and easily take care of whatever I need, médico [doctor]." You made sure to add extra emphasis on 'doctor'.

By now, Demencia and 5.0.5 backed away. Demencia sat on the floor, enjoying the fight that was happening between you two.

Flug then raised a brow. "...explain why I should even bring you along." He asked.

You didn't know why, but seeing him kinda mad made you a little nervous. You messed with a strand of your [h/l] [h/c] hair, looking around and avoiding his gaze.

"...Well, if you guys got injured then I could help right away and then you guys could carry on the mission..." You lowered your voice a bit.

You heard a sigh from Flug. "Fine, just let's go before I change my mind." He mumbled.

You internally cheered, but on the outside you softly smiled. "Thank you, Flug."

Flug turned around and walked out the door, you assumed it was because of the argument.

As Flug was outside waiting for the others, he placed his hands on his bag covering his face even though it was already covered. On the inside, he was a flustered and nervous wreck.

Yeah he was a little mad, but that was to cover up his nervous behavior. And why he was blushing, well...that's because of your smile at the end. He cursed himself for being an outcast and never talking to pretty people.

As you and the others greeted him outside, he quickly recomposed himself.

"Alright guys, let's go."

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You were standing outside of a giant house that the three had gone into. You were told to stay out there 'just in case'.

You tapped your foot impatiently, wanting to at least be somewhat of a help since you were basically trapped. But you didn't mind the fresh air or seeing that bright sun again.

Suddenly your mind shifted into being happy over the fact that you were outside. You hummed softly, letting the small breeze pass by making your [h/l] [h/c] hair flow slightly.

That's when you heard a bunch of ruckus, disrupting you from your blissful moment.

You turned your head and saw Demencia running out holding something while laughing like a maniac. Then out came 5.0.5 with Flug in his arms.

You simply ran along with them and went back to the flying hat ship thing, you weren't even sure what the heck it was. Luckily, the ship was far away and whoever was chasing you had lost sight.

So there you all were, out of breath and in the ship. Flug, who was now standing by the pilot's seat, looked hurt.

You walked over to his side and took notice of his leg and hand which seemed to be scraped and bleeding.

"May I?" You asked him, gesturing to his wounds.

He gave a defeated nod which made you brightly smile at him. You looked around the ship and then the pilot's seat. You told him to sit to which he obliged.

Demencia and 5.0.5 in the back were 'playing' with each other. And by playing you mean, Demencia had gotten bored and decided to terrorize the poor bear.

You ignored the two of them and brought your focus back into Flug. You took out your supplies from your bag and began to work away.

Flug had rolled up some of his pant leg and sleeve. He tried his best to glance away since you were working close up and in his space. But that was difficult to avoid because you needed to patch him up.

You then finished bandaging up his leg and moved over to his hand. You applied some disinfectant.

"Does it hurt?" You quietly asked him.

Great, he looked over at you. You were looking up at him, a soft expression on your face as you were applying some gauge. Your glistening [e/c] eyes met with his goggles.

He frantically nodded his head to avoid answering with a stutter. He glanced away with a blush under his bag. Why did you have to be pretty? Why did you have to be nice? He sucks when it comes to people, so you were pretty much an obstacle.

You then wrapped his hand in a bandage and made a satisfying smile. You were about to walk away until he spoke.

"Gracias, [y/n]." And with that he started to get the ship off the ground.

You sat in your seat, feeling a bit happy. Hey, if you couldn't be an actual nurse for people, then at least you were a nurse for some villains. It didn't seem that bad, plus you weren't hurting anyone.

You sighed softly, thinking about your new lifestyle.

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Later that night, you got up and grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen. You almost spat out your water when somebody approached you out of nowhere.

You tried your best not to choke on the water and calmed down.

"Ah! I'm so sorry, please don't die!" You recognized that voice and looked at the doctor in surprise.

You saw Flug in a Nasa shirt with a nervous face...or bag or whatever.

You gave a small laugh. "Don't worry, I'm fine. Just got a little spooked, that's all." You explained with a smile.

Flug let out a sigh of relief. "That's good. Um..anyways I'm kinda glad that you're up right now." He awkwardly spoke.

You held up your glass of water. "You thirsty too?" You asked, wondering if you should pour him a glass.

He shook his head. "No, I just wanted to apologize. I'm sorry for um...arguing with you earlier. You are a part of the Hat Organization now, so you should be allowed to go on missions." He shyly admitted.

You stared at him before rubbing the back of your neck. "It's fine, you don't really need to apologize. I mean, you are the one looking out for me after all. So, sorry for pushing your buttons, you were just worried about me." You apologized as well.

The two of you then broke into laughter from you both being sorry. As the laughter died down, you smiled at him.

"I'm going to bed now, glad we made amends. Buenas noches [goodnight], Flug." You passed by him and started heading towards your room.

He watched you go by. "Buenas noches as well, [y/n]."

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