Together forever {Grian/Hels/Ex ONESHOTS}

||"PLEASE TELL US WHATS WRONG" || {HC8}

I wanted more last life angst,  so Ye :D

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WARNINGS:
MENTIONS OF BLOOD
MENTIONS OF VIOLENCE
Last life AU

Genre:
Angst
Hurt/Comfort
Slight fluff

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--Hermitcraft 8--
Word count: 2229
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Spawning in one of the corridor in his alleyway,  Grian coughed out a few spews of Blood as his vision was hazy despite being very much well and okay just a minute ago.

He slightly groaned as he held the pain in his chest,  hoping it would stop. "God dammit Joel... " He whispered with venom, He knew the feeling of going back to their worlds after you lose a life and it was the complete opposite of painless.

Lightly flapping his wings,  the feeling of a strong weight carried his back as he had gotten used to his red demon Wings rather quickly. A little too quickly.

In a way,  he was thankful that the session ended,  although he's not thankful that he has to get work done.  After some rest of course,  cause he is exhausted as hell.

Walking out of the alley he was in, he straightened himself a little more before looking left and right just to make sure nobody was in his base snooping, despite it being unlikely... Two certain people he knows very well are the most prominent to be lurking in the shadows of Midnight Alley.

He sighed in relief as he walked around a little more freely, It also has came to his realization he wasn't wearing any armor, nor did he have any of his common items and tools in his inventory. He always forgets that he leaves his items and armor in a chest so that it wouldn't get destroyed in Last Life. although as helpful it would've been, He had to play fair and use the resources from the inside and not the outside.

He sighed deeply as he blocked the sunlight from shining in his eyes as he lightly flinched at the array of daylight exposing him to the outside world. He was quick to run further and further down into his base where a part where he hadn't built yet, but was just a dug out area had his chest where all his items sat. 

He swiftly picked up his items and was grateful for the armor back on his body, he felt much safer now but he dreads of the thought of having to go back in a week. Although he would ask for a much longer break, the Shadows clearly don't have what it takes to listen to them for even a second.

He decided that He'll go take a look around before going back to work on his base, He did consider once taking a full week as a break, but the thing with Grian, is that he never slacks off on anything, apart from the back of his bases.

He passed by his starter house as he was amazed at the work that's being built so far, Mumbo's armchair was coming along, and Pearl's base was slowly being filled in with actual color than just stone. Impulse's base beside Mumbo was slowly rising higher and higher, and of course Scar's Swaggon is growing strong.

He Felt a little disappointed in himself for whatever reason, and the thought of Mumbo made him frown as he had nearly killed him on the bridge, verge of yellow dripping to red was a quick desire in his mind so that they could stay together as friends.