{ Madness Combat Oneshots }

{ Overworked ☁️ } { Hank x 2BDamned }

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"Hank, you need to stop being so reckless."

2bd muttered to himself as he was stitching another one of Hank's wounds. It may seem like the so called doctor is annoyed by Hank, but he does care for the giant.

'Sorry.' Hank carefully signed, trying not to get in the way of the doctors work. 2bd just sighed and shook his head. Hank could tell he was smiling under the mask.

"Hey guys, have you seen-" Deimos was stopped mid sentence by 2bd giving the shorter man a piercing glare.

"Ah...never mind. I'll just go ask San instead." Deimos said nervously as he backed out of the room, quickly shutting the door. Hank lifted his hands to sign but was quickly stopped by 2bd.

"Don't even start." The doctor said. Hank just smiled and stared forward as 2bd continued to stitch Hank's wounds.

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Hank was currently sat on a swivel stool, his head on the desk, as he watched 2bd's fingers fly across the keyboard of the laptop, creating a soft yet satisfying clicking sound with each tap.

"Hank, can you go get me a coffee?" 2bd asked, attempting to hold back a yawn. Hank quickly nodded and stood up from the stool, walking out of the room. He walked towards the kitchen, running the directions through his mind so he makes it just right. He followed the steps he had in his mind and ended up with a successfully made cup of coffee. Hank felt a twinge of pride, as he rarely makes a cup of coffee that turns out perfect. He carefully walked back to the doctor's office and presented him with the coffee.

"Ah, thank you, Hank." 2bd said, removing his mask and taking a sip of the coffee before continuing his work. Hank internally sighed and sat back down on the stool, placing his head on the desk, and returning to watching the doctors fingers on the keyboard.

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Hank, Sanford, and Deimos were sat at the table in the kitchen, the three of them eating dinner. Hank's mask was set aside as he slowly ate.

"Hank, has doc eaten today?" Sanford asked after swallowing a piece of his dinner. Hank hesitantly shook his head, the concern for the doctor swelling in his chest. Hank quickly stood up, not bothering to put on his mask, and grabbed a serving a food, walking towards 2bd's office. When he arrived, he gently knocked on the door.

"Come in..." a tired voice said from behind the door. Hank quietly opened and slipped inside, shutting the door behind him.

"Oh, hello Hank. What can I do for you?" 2bd said, the eye bags clearly visible. Hank set the plate down in front of the doctor.
'Eat.' Hank firmly signed.

"Hank, I'm fine." 2bd responded. Hank frowned.

'Eat.' Hank signed once more.

"Hank I-" Hank cut off the doctor with a hand against his mouth. With his hand still on 2bd's mouth, Hank firmly pointed at the plate.

"Okay, okay fine. I'll eat. You can go now." 2bd said. Hank shook his head.

'I'm staying.' Hank signed, 'Eat.' 2bd sighed and grabbed the fork. He slowly picked up the food and took a bite.

"There, happy?" 2bd asked.

'Very. Now finish that and get some sleep.' Hank happily signed. 2bd sighed once more and continued eating from the plate. Hank was happy. For the first time in a while, he was truly happy.

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