"Why did he do that exactly" Y/N questioned towards Hank who just shrugs and waves it off.
You had been talking to Hank due to Deimos was on mission and taking to long to finish it due to him joking about. Sanford had radioed back and told us this."That's not the only shit he had done due to I remember the sign up sheet he told us before you were here" Hank said while rubbing the back of his neck and walking off to the kitchen.
•°•°~~~~~Time Skip Cause Yes~~~~~°•°•
Here you were sitting on the stool in the garage sweat racing down your forehead and arms. 39 minutes with the punching bag you stretch and turn to the door getting ready to exit. Suddenly the door swung open and Deimos burst in snagging you and pulling you into a tight hug. "Hey Y/N~~," he cooed and squeezed you, "How are you-" he stopped his little flirty tone and held your hands up showing your bleeding knuckles. "Where you punching the bag again without gloves again?" He softly says and rubs your forearm before dragging you inside.
"Hey doc. Uh do you got any uh bandages?" He ask 2B before walking in and grabbing the bandages then leaving the room and sitting on the couch with you. "Okay first hy-" he stops speaking when you hiss at him and move your hands away. "Y/N don't even make this difficult right now" "THEN SKIP THE PEROXIDE" you shout and glare at him. He just shrugs and gets the bandages wrapping your hands them rubbing the bandages. "Ya killing me with the punching bag and ruining your hands Y/N" he mumbles before getting up and being pulled back down.
"Then hurry the fuck up with your mission runs" you say holding him down with your legs wrapped around him as he looks up at your face and lays there. "Hehe, maybe I would if we can do this more often." He chuckles and snuggles into a hug. "Hey lovebirds mind moving to a room so I can watch TV" Sanford pipes in and motions for the couch to be cleared. Chuckling you get up with Dei and walk to his room to *snuggle* some more.
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