[OLD] The Villain and Hero(A Hermitcraft FanStory)

Part 17

Starting off with some lovely fan art from DrakonSnake <3 I wanted to put it in a chapter because of how great it is!

Enjoy <3

After leaving Keralis and Xisuma's apartment, Bdubs and Doc had decided to stop on one of the many rooftops and sit down. Mostly because Bdubs needed to take a second from walking. Bdubs grumbled silently as he clung to Doc. 'Why the heck did I have to get hit like that.' He had been beaten around before but nothing like this. On the bright side, the two of them managed to defeat Canem. The only problem was at what cost...they had left him laying there. 'Canem could have gotten up and walked away, he could be following us right now' Bdubs felt a hand rest on his hip, snapping him out of his thoughts. He looked up at Doc, the cyborg tilted his head down to him.

"How are you feeling?" He asked. Bdubs laughed as he leaned down into Doc's chest.

"Better than before." He admitted. "Ugh, why did this have to be the one time I was stupid and got hit." He mumbled angrily. Bdubs could feel Doc's chest rise as he laughed. It sent butterfly's fluttering in his chest.

"I would say the stupidity is constant," Doc commented, laughing more when Bdubs shot up to look at him. "Take it as a compliment!"

"Kind of a backhanded one." Bdubs pouted. He found himself staring at Doc's face for a moment. The condition of his face made the hero choke with worry. The cyborg's face had more fresh bruises and small cuts, with bits of dry blood staining his bottom lip. The robotic part of his face was broken and dented, with small blue and red wires sticking out from under his red mechanical eye. He looked terrible.

"Why didn't you ask Xisuma to take a look at your face," Bdubs asked.

"He was making sure you weren't bleeding out anymore." Doc said, "Besides I can patch myself up." Bdubs raised an eyebrow at his response.

"Please tell me you mean with a first aid kit, because you look like you've never used one."

"Come on! You have to admit the scars are hot." Doc teased. Bdubs tried not to laugh as cheeks went slightly red.

Doc then raised his metal hand to lightly grab Bdubs chin. Doc pulled him into a soft kiss, making Bdubs smile. "I'm just glad you're ok." Doc said as he rested his forehead against Bdubs'. Bdubs stares back at him with a giddy grin.

"Me too." Bdubs agreed, letting himself melt into the villain's arms. "I can not believe you said that."

"I'm not wrong?"

"Maybe I should get a few scars on my face then if you think they're so attractive?" Bdubs joked. Doc narrowed his eyes with a baffled expression.

"Don't you dare-" He said as he went to cup Bdubs face in his hand. Bdubs leaned forward willingly for another kiss. Bdubs couldn't believe how he had managed to end up in this situation. If he had learned a year ago he would be happily sitting in the arms of his arch-enemy, he would have exploded in rage. Being with Doc just felt so natural, like they hadn't even fought in the first place.

"We should get moving again-" Doc said as he started to attempt to stand. He reached a hand down to Bdubs to assist him in standing up. Bdubs took it gratefully and rose to his feet. His chest tightened painfully as he tried to take a deep breath. "You ok?"

"Ya, not like Canem broke my legs or anything," Bdubs remarked sarcastically. Doc smiled at his humor and carefully swung an arm under Bdubs armpit in an attempt to help him stand upright. The two started making their way across the vast rooftops and buildings, Bdubs struggling a bit, but with Doc helping him along, they both managed to get back to Doc's ruined building. Bdubs smiled as Doc's adorable setup was still there. The majority of the candle's flames had been snuffed out after being left to burn, the blanket all wrinkled from their dash to get downstairs after Canems explosion. He would have loved to have just sat right back down with Doc right there for the rest of time, but first, he wanted to make sure Doc was well. Bdubs managed to get down to the apartment door by himself, ignoring the small jabs of pain in an attempt to show he was ok. Bdubs realized, now walking into the room, this was his first time to get a good look at the place. Truthfully he didn't know how to feel about it. Most of the walls looked scorched and burned all across the bottom. The room showed some evidence of trying to be fixed up but looked like it had been given up on. There was a single couch that looked like it had been dragged up from the streets with such a strange-looking makeshift kitchen and a very weirdly placed couch.