// Yes, I am starting with this one.
Deimos' POV
It was a normal day, someone in Nevada. We were going on another mission of murdering grunts and agents, fighting the A.A.H.W.
"I go this way, you go the other." Hank said, as he always did.
We were mercilessly murdering grunts and agents as we were progressing through the facility. I don't know when and how I started doing these things, but it is low-key relaxing. We took the elevator up to the next room, in an awkward silence.
...
Why does Sanford always have to be shirtless? I can't focus for more than 5 seconds without glancing at him. Like, just look at him. He is perfect, he is beautiful, he is handsome, he is the best. I want him, but I don't think he will ever like me back...
"Dei, you good?"
"Uh, y-yes!"
Focus, Deimos, focus!! You are in a facility full of danger, it's not the time to simp for men!! You must surv-
"DEIMOS!!"
I felt a piercing pain across my chest, the worst pain I've ever felt. I was collapsing under the weight I was pulling against myself, trying to fend myself off.
"I've got this!! I'm alright!!"
I was not alright.
I kept fighting for as long as I could, shooting grunts from distance, but I wasn't strong enough. The wound made me weak, eventually falling to the ground, blacking out as I tried to endure the insane amount of pain..
Sanford's POV
I finished off the remaining enemies before shifting my attention to Deimos. He looked terrible, full of blood, with a bullet going straight through his chest. I picked him up and ran to the van as fast as possible, where Doc was waiting for us.
"Put him right here and close the van door. I've got this."
I did as he said, while he was putting on some gloves and prepared for the apparent surgery.
I was waiting outside the van as I heard him sharpen his tools. This was a hard thing to think about, seeing Deimos being hurt. He is one of the only people I care about.....
After some time, Hank came back as well, not surprised about what just happened, and drove us home. On the way there, he talked to me about it.
"What happened this time?" Hank asked.
"I don't really know, he seemed zoned out and then got shot by an agent."
"Maybe you should talk to him about the fact that both of you like each other and then proceed to go shirtless on missions."
"I- We're not-"
"As you say, but don't forget what I just told you. If you really wish for him to not get hurt during missions, talk to him, and most importantly, think about you as well. Don't victimise yourself, it's not your fault that this happened and it never will. Be strong for me."
...
After the surgery was done, I went to him. He was still sleeping, and damn was he cute. I just want to hold him in my arms and never let go. Ever.
I sat on the chair next to his bed, as I waited for him run out of anaesthesia. As I sat, I slightly leaned towards him, hearing the clock tick, until eventually, I fell asleep.
...
"S-sanford??!"
As soon as I woke up I immediately pulled him into a tight, but gentle hug, after worrying so much for him.
"Deimos.."
It was the moment. I would either tell him how I feel about him, or I'd let him die over and over again.
...
"I have a crush on you.."
"Sanford.."
I felt him hold on me even tighter, as I was burying my face in his chest. It was happening.
"I love you too, and I'm sorry for what I've did. I should've focused on the mission instead of focusing on how hot you look.."
That made me blush.
"...promise you won't do this ever again!"
"I won't, I promise, my beloved."
We slept together for the night, cuddling and enjoying the presence of each other.
Hank's POV
I peaked on Deimos' window to check on him, only to see the two lovebirds being a couple. For once, Sanford followed my advice, which I wasn't expecting. Strong man he is.
...
// This was better than I expected it it be.
Word count: 738
14 July 2022 - 3:06 pm
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