Grian Oneshots

160 ~ The Memories

TW: Survivors Guilt; PTSD; Spoilers for Double Life Ep 2-3(?) + AU; Miscommunication; Murder; nightmares; Self loathing;

Scarian :)

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Big B stood near Grian's wheat field, just watching his secret soulmate pull weeds. He knew that Scar and Grian had some good chemistry - Third Life they were basically conjoined at the hip - but he didn't understand why Grian didn't want it anymore.

He'd told Ren about Grian's secret soulmates thing, and he had been open with Ren about it. He just... Grian seemed to actually want to be friends - rather then soulmates. Maybe just someone to get away from Scar?

But again, why?

Why didn't he want Scar as his soulmate?

And so, he asked. If it's extremely selfish, he might just mention the fact Ren knows and he doesn't actually want to be secret soulmates, maybe allies, but not soulmates. Ren is already his.

"Hey Grian, why don't you want Scar as your soulmate? From what I've heard from Etho and Joel, you screamed no when you found out it was him."

Grian paused on his work and the look in his eyes gave away the fact he was thinking about lying.

"The truth, please?"

Grian lowered his head and began pulling the weeds out again. "What do you remember about Third Life? About me and Scar?"

Big B frowned in confusion. "You two were joined at the hip and blew up a lot of people?"

Grian snickered. "I tried to blow up a bunch of people. Didn't really work. But that's... What do you remember after losing?"

Big B raised an eyebrow. "Not much, I know you, Bdubs, and Scar were the final three. Why?"

"I was Yellow, the other two were Red." Grian pointed out. "Scar didn't want to kill either of us, so he threw a no kill pass on the ground."

Big B frowned. He remembered watching that, but it was hazy.

"Bdubs got it." Grian pulled a weed up somewhat violently. "I tried killing him, but he shot me."

Big B frown deepened as he saw the anger roll of Grian. Grian began pulling the weeds up with less care, resulting in some thorns cutting his hand.

Big B walked over to Grian and reached for his hand. Grian had hit B's hand away and glared at him.

"I'm fine." Grian stood up and began walking towards his base. "Just... Don't touch me."

Big B watched as Grian grabbed a first aid kit and a water bottle. Big B stood near Grian and continued watching as he washed and dressed the wound. He noticed the shake in Grian's hand as he dressed the wound, but chalked it up to Grian's wound.

"Grian, what else happened?" Big B rested his hand on the blonde's shoulder.

"I killed Bdubs." Grian said. "And then it was me and Scar. I won."

"Grian... How did you kill Scar?"

"...does it matter?" Grian said, his arms crossing.

"Grian..." Big B turned Grian around to face him. "How?"

Grian looked up and then he looked back down at the first aid kit.

"...I beat him to death. We were in a circle of cacti and he... he kept saying he was sorry, when he had nothing to be sorry about. I was the one who should've lost-"

"You think he hates you for killing him?" Big B asked.

"What? No! Scars too kind to hate anyone-"

"Then why don't you want him as your soulmate?"