MCYT/HermitCraft Oneshots!

Creeper Wounds

TW: Slight angst, mentions of blood, burns

3rd Person POV

"Ok, I've got the first aid kit, where are you two hurt?" Zed stops in front of Impulse and Tango.

"Zed, we're fine, it's just a few scratches and burns."

"Impulse is right, besides burns don't even hurt me."

"No. You two got hurt playing my game...I should've done better to make sure no one would get hurt."

"It had creepers Zed, we knew we would get hurt."

"Thats not the point Tango, I should've put water down or let you wear armor or anything that could've stopped you two from getting hurt."

Studying the blonde Impulse holds his arm out, "Ok then, do what you need to do."

Zed takes Impulse's arm, carefully wrapping it before wrapping both his hands. After making sure there aren't any more injuries the blonde turns to Tango who holds his hands out. Zed wraps both of them, smiling a little.

"Thank you."

"No thank you," Tango squeezes Zedaph's hand, "Your turn now, sit."

"Me? I'm fine." He shows them his hands and arms, no visible marks showing.

Tango lifts Zed's shirt up, looking at the creeper wound.

"Oh my gosh Zed...sit down."

"Tango I'm-"

"I said sit."

Zed sits, holding his shirt up for Tango. The blaze puts some cream over the burns before applying gauze over the wound before cleaning up.

"You should've been the first person to get help."

"Tango-"

"No. This is bad Zedaph."

"It really isnt."

"You were still bleeding."

Zed looks down, fidgeting with the blanket. Impulse grabs his hand, running his thumb over his knuckles.

"Zed hunny?"

"Im fine."

"No you aren't."

"...I feel awful you two got hurt playing my game..."

"Zed," Impulse gently tilts the blondes head up, "We aren't mad at you, I'm ok. Tango is ok. Skizz is ok."

"I still feel bad...maybe I should take it down..."

Impulse pulls Zed into a hug, "Your game is great, I promise."

"...Thank you."

Impulse kisses his head, "How about we cuddle?"

"I like that idea."

The two lay down and Tango sits next to Zedaph, running his hand through the blonde locks.

"I'm sorry if I upset you...I just worry about you Zed."

"I know...I'm sorry Tango."

"You have nothing to apologize for dearest."

"If you say so."

"I do." His tail gently brushes against Zed's hand, "Do you need anything?"

"No, I'm ok now."

Impulse brushes hair out of his face, "You sure?"

"Yes, I am."

"Ok."

"You should get some rest."

"I'm not tired."

"You look tired."

"I don't feel tired though."

Tango pets him softly, "Impulse is right though, you should get some sleep. Even if its just a nap."

"...Alright."

"Both Tango and I will stay right here, ok? We aren't going anywhere."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"Ok." Zedaph wraps his arms around Impulse, "Night."

"Sleep well dear."

Tango leans back against the headboard as Zedaph falls asleep, carding his hand through the goat's hair.

"He's going to be ok Tang."

"I know, I just worry after what happened...."

"It's not your fault Tango."

The blaze doesn't reply, hand slowing a little.

"Tango, look at me."

He looks over at Impulse.

"Its not your fault. You didn't do anything wrong."

"I should've been there Impulse."

"But you weren't. I wasn't either. Its not your fault."

"I know..." Its a whisper of words filled with guilt and doubt.

"Zed will be ok."

"I know he will be."

Impulse grabs his hand, squeezing lightly, "How are you doing?"

"I'm ok."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, I might go do some self care with Grian or Jimmy this week though."

"That sounds like a good idea."

Tango nods, laying down and wrapping an arm around Zedaph. His tail wraps around Impulse's wrist, the phantom smiling lightly.