Hermitcraft One shots

Until the end ?

Ships: Tango and Zedaph
(mostly platonic, has
romantic tension at times)

Pov: a mix of both, starts with
Tango

Time: Hermitcraft season 9

TW's: Death, fainting, Terminal
Illness, loosing a loved one

Setting:
Zedaph finds Tango working on decked out while really Sick and about to pass out. They decide to have Tango do a health check at Scars new Med centre

Word count: 4954

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Pov: Tango

It was just another day of working on decked out.
Tango was sure that it was gonna be awesome once it's done and everyone is gonna have massive amounts of fun playing.

Regardless he didn't feel well.
He couldn't exactly place the feeling, he felt dizzy and a little nauseous. He felt really weak and had to cough from time to time.

He shrugged it off, probably just a cold.
After all, he could still go to Scar if it got worse but nothing would stop him from finishing decked out.
It was nearly done after all.

Hour after hour of building and redstoning passed until it was noon.

Tango was exhausted, his chest felt tight and he felt super dizzy.
He wanted to call it a day and packed up his things.
He just needed to get to the exit now.

He was deep inside the redstone system so it would take a while but he would be fine.
With every step his legs felt heavier, his breathing heavier and his steps smaller.

After being halfway through the first arena, Tango felt his heart starting to race.
His hand went up to where his heart would be, grabbing a fist full of his hoodie while continuing to walk.
He breathed heavily while his vision went in and out of focus.

He then heard a familiar voice calling to him, it was Zedaph and he was close.

"Tango??"
Zedaphs voice echoed through the arena.

Tango was in the middle part, trying his best to move forward.

Then Zedaph went around the corner to the middle where he saw Tango.
He seemed to notice right away that
his friend wasn't feeling well.

"Tango?!? Are you alright ??!"
He called out, sprinting over him.

Tango's body failed him at that moment and he fell to his knees.

"Tango !!!"
Zedaph shouted, desperately trying to catch his friend.

Zedaph slid down onto his knees and caught Tango's upper body.

Tangos head now layed on Zedaphs shoulder. A raspy sound was heard while he breathed heavily.

"Zed...."
Tango's voice was barely above a whisper, it was like he was speaking through a piece of cloth.

"Shhh, it's ok Tango, whatever is happening, it'll be ok, I'll bring you to Scar and you'll be fine!"
Zed pleaded, desperately trying to calm Tango in a reassuring way.

Tango didn't answer, his entire bodyweight leaned against Zedaph.
He was passed out.

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Zedaphs pov:

Tango's body layed heavy in his arms.
He was frozen in place, trying to think of a way to transport Tango.

Eventually he had to do something, he shifted his friend into a laying position and picked him up Bridal style.

He started to run out of decked out.
Tango's hand dangled off to the side, the other was on his stomach.
His head was leaning against Zedaphs chest.