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

≈ The Calming Smell Of Flowers ≈

MERRY PRIDE MONTH

MY PERSONA I DREW!! ANYWAYS LETS GET ONTO THE REQUEST THINGY (feel free to request more in comments !!)

[2Bdamned's POV]

I stared at the blooming flowers, proud of my work. Its vibrant colors contrasting from the vermilion sky outside.
Humming to myself whilst watering the new blooms, I thought about how I first found this now beauty of a place.

I walked, having lost where I was while trying to get back to the building Hank, Sanford, Deimos and I resided at.
Being blanked out, I didn't notice the small building growing closer and closer. Still, I didn't notice it til I almost banged my head against the outside wall of the structure.
I took a few steps back, eyes tracking up the vines that grew over the bricks like a thick blanket.

"Needs a trimming," I said aloud to myself, knowing that nobody will hear what I had said. I searched through the small bag I carried with me, taking out a beaten scalpel from the very bottom. It, of course, wasn't very sharp, but it'd do the job.
Little by little I cut through the vines, mainly the ones at the doorway, once the thickest layer was cut off it'd gotten easier and easier to glide the scalpel through, no matter how dull it was.

Soon enough the door was free from its prison, I jammed what was left of the scalpel through the keyhole and kicked the door down with a bit of force.
The door fell with a cloud of dust, thankfully, I was wearing my mask, well, of course I was? I wouldn't just be walking around giving free reign to another wound on my face, would I?
Still, it wasn't very pleasant having to walk through the dust and have it stick to me.
I looked around curiously, my eyes locking onto a small bud, I raised an eyebrow in curiosity.
I hadn't seen a living plant like this since the sky turned red, and that was quite a while ago.

I scoped the area and found a bowl, chipped on the rim but still functioning.
I grimaced as I dug my gloves hands into the dirt and grime, carefully pulling the bud out and into the bowl, adding some extra soil just incase.
'I don't even know what it'll bloom into, I guess only time will tell?' I thought to myself, cringing at my choice of words.

Now, I made sure to look over this place mostly everyday, having to skip a day or two because of a bad wound or another thing I refuse to admit.
The silent drone of outside was persistent as I made my way through the hut, checking up on the plants and worrying over the ones that seemed to have wilting leaves.
I seemed to not have realized the visitor at the doorway.

[Hank's POV]

I grumbled as I saw 2Bdamned leave again. Thoughts were running rampant in my head, 'Is he seeing someone else? Am I boring? Was I bad.?" I pushed those thoughts away, he probably just needs some fresh air, he's always cramped in that shit office isn't he?
But still, those thoughts continued, the tinted red surrounding me from my goggles not helping much.

It wouldn't hurt to follow him, would it? Unless he's doing something like cheating on me, I doubt it'd hurt much!
Isn't that toxic though? I don't want to ruin the relationship I built up with 2B.. since when have I grown soft?
I'm Hank. 'The most feared man in Nevada-' So why am I acting like a little bitch over someone?

I slid a hand down my face. Fuck it, I'm going.
Rushing to grab a coat, I dashed out the door, not bothering to lock it as it slammed shut behind me.
Tracking the dissenters steps had been easy, the marks being fresher than the other, much older ones. Even so, there were multiple of his steps in the same direction, I couldn't tell if it was a good or bad sign.

I made sure to be weary of where I stepped. Doing this til I reached a small building.
'Is this where 2B is?' I thought, slowly opening the door and peeking in, smiling in delight when seeing the familiar figure of the doctor.
It was short lived though, as I saw him turn to face me.
Both of us froze, not knowing what to do.
"Greetings.. Wimbleton," he stiffly muttered out, eyes turning away from me.
Did I fuck it up?

The silence was unbearable til I heard 2Bdamned clear his throat, "Well, I guess you can see I've got.. a little hobby here?" He motioned towards the variety of plants, flowers, and even herbs that had been collected over possible months to maybe a year or two.
"P..retty..," I managed to whisper out, words fluttering like the butterflies building in my stomach.
Why was I acting so weak.?

I saw the other's eyes relax, a small crinkle of a smile appearing on his face instead.
My stance faltered a little while he reached a hand out to me, "Do you want to take a little walk through? I'm willing to inform you about most everything I've learned."
I immediately nodded, taking the outstretched hand.

I started being led through a makeshift hallway, I could tell things were being said to me but everything seemed to go through one ear and out the other.
All I could really think was, 'Pretty flowers..' while walking past, well, pretty flowers.
The thing that caught my attention was, "Violets," and, "Favorite flower," I mentally took note of that, almost laughing at the fact it sounded like the much beloved word 'Violent.'

The small windows that let sunlight inside soon refracted the sunset's hues of light. Beams hit different petals and leaves of other colors, the great red sky turning into darker, deeper, dim hues of warm, sweet colors.
I heard the man beside me hum, "Guess it's time to go back to base, the other two must be like little baby birds waiting to be fed."
I chuckled in the comparison of Sanford and Deimos to baby birds, it hadn't been completely wrong.

I felt my hand be taken again, the warmth of it contrasting from the cooler hand of mine.
The variance in temperature reminded me of the red and blue flowers that swayed slightly from the creek in the window that let air in.
The colors in my head muddied together into a vibrant purple-like color. Violet. Like the melting warmth of our hands that mixed together into a pleasant temperature.
Hot and cold, red and blue, mixed into a nice violet. Perfect for the sunset just outside of the building we currently stood in.
The calming smell of flowers drifting around, scents of all kinds blended into one, sweet, fragrance.