Enmeshed | Hank x Y/N

Enmeshed 5 - Heart to heart

"You shouldn't bother again." He whispers.

"Huh?"

Hank closes his eyes for a second as he takes a deep breath.

"Your sacrifice is pointless. It doesn't change a thing if I'm brought back by Doc or spared for the time being." A genuine, calm tone accompanied his voice. First time you heard him being sincere like that.

This wasn't his usual call to diss you. You tilt your head down as you rest your worried gaze on his chest. Chest covered with repeating patterns of old, fatal scars covered with fresh wounds. 

His rejection of help starts to make a little sense now. No matter if you stick your neck out for him, he'll wind up in hell and back like it's nothing.

"... Hank I... I don't think you should be content with dying like that and all..." 

Hank turns his face away to the side.- "I thought that out of all the people, you would understand..." 

"..." The infamous, scary murder-man of Nevada is but another helpless puppet in Doc's hands. You feel genuinely sad for the bastard. God knows how long he's been dealing alone with it all.

A screeching sound of a door opening causes you to stiffen up. Both of you turn towards the lab door and see Deimos entering the hallway with a bag of saline. 

"Y/N you're up! I was about to check on you. What are you guys doing here?" You and Hank look back at each other awkwardly. 

"Aaah nothing, really, just came back from the bathroom..." You try to look at Hank for reassurance but he turns around and walks away.

"..." 

"I see, sorry. Hey, I was about to give you this" He points to the big saline bag in his hand. WAS HE SERIOUSLY ABOUT TO GIVE YOU A 5TH BAG?!

"Ooooh saline... How nice." You try to sound joyful.

"Next time, keep it at 3 please. You did great btw." You say happily and pat Deimos on his back.

"No problem Y/N."

You were kind of bummed that you couldn't talk to Hank, again. Yet you can't hold it against Deimos. You were seriously proud he kept refilling your IV all this time. 

"Also, Doc wanted to talk once you woke up, he's still in the lab btw."

"Aah I see, thx." 

"Also, take this just in case" He puts the saline in your hands. You reluctantly accept the bag.

"Cya in the morning"

"Goodnight"

Deimos goes to his room and you turn towards the lab.

You wondered if Doc heard anything. Upon entering the lab, you sense a light scent of sterillium. Must have been a couple of hours since Doc finished patching Hank up. On the counter next to the operating table laid various instruments, neatly arranged, left to dry. It was past 2am and they still had to be properly sterilized.

"You're still working?" You ask as you look around various matters that needed attendance.

"The workload hasn't been decreasing since you left for Nevada Central. Although I was pleasantly surprised that you managed to teach that airhead how to set an IV."

"Aah Deimos. Yeah, he was so enthusiastic he brought me a 5th bag." You say as you raise the saline.

"What a dumbass" Doc let's out a faint chuckle.

"You wanted to talk?"

"Yes Y/N. Come with me, I need to show you something." The man stands up form behind his desk and you follow him towards the clostered corner of the lab. Faint beeping noises and sounds of medical equipment emitted from the area.