HotGuy and Canary 2: What It Takes To Be A Hero

Chapter 2

CWs/TWs: Torture, inhumane punishment. There's also a scene where things get a little heated, but there's no actual making out or smut, just some neck kissing

Anyway, enjoy the chapter!

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"Running right into a fire," Jimmy sighed as he and Scott walked into their penthouse, and Scott groaned.

"I'm fine," Scott said.

Jimmy whirled around and stared down at Scott, making the other man feel small. "Your temperature got up to almost thirty degrees, Scott," he said disappointedly and angrily, jabbing a finger at Scott's chest. "You could've gotten seriously hurt!"

"But I'm fine," Scott repeated. "Look, I'm all cleaned up and-" He paused when Jimmy's eyes started to water. "Oh, Jimmy..."

Jimmy cupped Scott's face in his hands. "I can't lose you, Scott," he whispered, a tear rolling down his cheek. "Please, don't be so reckless anymore."

Scott nodded. "I won't."

Jimmy took a deep breath and wiped at his eyes. "Go lay down, you look tired," he said. "I'll make you something to eat."

Scott wanted to say something, but stopped himself when Jimmy turned to walk toward the kitchen. His husband was already upset and he probably had a panic attack or two upon seeing the news of Aeor being out of commission from the heat of the fire. He knew Jimmy was only worried for him. He'd be worried for Jimmy, too, if he was hurt. Sighing, Scott decided to just listen to his husband and go to his bedroom to lay down. It was better than arguing.

Jimmy was right anyway. Scott could have died. He can't survive having a body temperature over thirty five degrees, and he got pretty close to it.

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"We're home," Grian announced, letting Willow walk inside first. "Scar?"

"Where were you two?"

Grian jumped at the sight of Mumbo, then scowled. "What are you doing here?" he said, almost in disgust.

"Hanging out with my boyfriend," Mumbo answered honestly. "Scar's in his room sleeping. I cut up carrots and cucumbers for a sna-"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Grian huffed, walking past Mumbo. "If Scar's asleep, why are you still here?"

Mumbo grinned. "In case some evil villain comes and tries to take him away!" he exclaimed, then snuck up behind Grian to pick him up by the waist and sit him on his shoulders.

"Wha- Mumbo, put me down!" Grian shrieked, grasping handfuls of Mumbo's slicked-back hair. "Scaaaaaar!"

Willow giggled. "Gri, looks like you got caught by an evil villain," she teased, and Grian glared at her.

"Be quiet," he huffed, and Willow giggled some more. "Can you put me down? I have homework to do."

"Nope," Mumbo said, and Grian gasped.

"Scar, your stupid boyfriend won't let me go!" Grian yelled, and Scar poked his head down the hallway.

"Why is that my problem?"

Grian groaned. "Because he's your boyfriend!"

Scar smirked. "You're the one on his shoulders," he said. "Not me."