[Hank x 2Bdamned] • A Madness Combat Oneshot Book

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BROOOO 1000 READS ON RHE FIRSY ONESHOT IN THE BOOK??? THIS IS CRAZY !!
2b and hank r married in this (YEAH!!!!! WOO married ppl)
Also I kinda project on2 2b in this chapter so sorry if it's rlly out of character !

[Third POV]

2Bdamned was having, to put it short, a shit day.
He mindlessly stared at the blinking code, checking the time every few seconds.
'I'll shower at 6,' he told himself.

It turned 6:01.

'I'll shower at 6:30!'

6:31.

'..I'll shower at 7.!'

.. It was now 8, 2B could barely focus on what he was doing anymore, refusing to take his eyes off the time.
'8:10,' he repeated in his mind, an unsatisfactory time to take a shower, but it'd have to do. Better than 8:11.
Once it turned 8:10 the doctor immediately shot up and slammed his computer shut.

'Don't look at the time,'
He started picking out clean clothes from his dresser, grabbing everything he needed.
Then he caught eye of the time-

'8:13.'

"GOD- damnit!!-," sobbed 2B, throwing his clothes on the floor in frustration.
He didn't even know why he needed the time to be perfect and on time- he just felt like it should.
Superstition maybe?- Or maybe some underlying mental illness that he probably has but doesn't know because he doesn't make the effort to take in account his body and mental state is just as important as his husband's and the other two lovebird's.

Doc covered his face with his hands and collapsed onto the carpeted floor.
"Why- why can't I be like Hank!? Not caring about anything I do- not being so harsh on myself for every small thing I do wrong? Why can't I be proud of myself!- Is it that hard to do it right? I like doing this right!?"

2B groaned, kicking himself back upright when he heard a knock on the door.
"Yes.?"
The knocking perused, in a rhythm the doctor could recognize anytime. A small little tune him and his partner had made up between them.
2Bdamned smiled under his mask, "Come in, Hank!"

Hank shuffled into the room, having to duck under the doorframe to fit through it.
The mercenary brought their hands up into view, 'Are you feeling ok? I heard yelling,' they signed.
2B awkwardly looked away and let out a half- true shrug.
"Sorry- things just aren't going as planned today," he truthfully said, though leaving out major parts of the 'story'.

The doctor looked up and saw Hank sit infront of him.
They brought their hand up, the one with the wedding ring on. 2B smiled and did the same motion, also bringing his fist up.
Carefully, the both of them did a fist bump, making the two rings bump each other.
Neither of them were too fond of physical touch, but they always liked doing this as a way to not verbally say, "I love you," with one another.

'Shower?' Signed Hank.
2B giggled and nodded, "Yeah, shower..," he responded, not taking the effort to look at the time.
I mean, why should he? He had something more worth his time in front of him.