Madness oneshots and hcs (requests open)

Repair-2BDamned and Hank fluff

Author's Note:Not a ship! Just love these two so much

Hank walked over to the trashed house calmly. The blood from his wounds stained his clothes, but they didn't care. Hank stood in front of the house and knocked on the door. It was opened by Doc, who groaned when he saw the state Hank was in.
"Seriously, can you go one mission without having the living shit beaten out of you?!" Doc whined as he led Hank to the examination room. Hank didn't respond, well, it's not like he could anyways. Doc pushed open the door and led Hank inside. "Sit on the table and we can get this started." Doc ordered. Hank sat down without complaining, well, it's not like they could. "You know the drill by now Hank." Doc sighed. They nodded and took off their shirt, revealing all the ugly wounds on their torso and chest. "Looks like it's the usual." Doc commented. He pulled out his bandages and needles and got to work right away. Stitching this, bandaging that. Hank just sat there, staring off into space. Doc always wondered what Hank was thinking when he wasn't committing mass genocide. He was probably thinking about mass genocide actually, and how annoying it was that he couldn't commit it right now due to requiring medical attention. Doc sighed as he pulled the last stitch closed. "There, all done." He said. Hank pushed himself off the table, they raised their hands, and sighed "Thank you" to Doc. Hank then turned and left, off to go commit mass genocide again. Doc sighed and walked back to his room. Maybe Hank would one day learn to chill out
He doubted it