red vs blue one shots and other stuff

grif x simmons

simmons pov

i was just cleaning my guns. training was hard today. my whole body felt like it was on fire. my helmet laid by my feet but i had the rest of my armor on. today was just like any other. train, eat, sell weapons, eat, train, clean weapons, go to sleep. day in and day out for weeks. i feel drained. i was done cleaning my guns. i haven't seen grif around in a while witch means that he is avoiding work as normal. as the days go on and i have more and more time to think. the more and more my mind goes back to him. i dont know why. im just pulled to him anymore. but the less i see of him the better. i strip out of my armor. i star at myself in the mirror. i looked down at my tired human eye and at my glowing robot eye. i feel warm tears slip down my face from my human eyes. my mom would be so dissipated in me. she would hate me. my dad would disown me. im a freak. my dad. i snap at the memory and i raise my fist up.

grifs pov

i was heading back to my room from getting a snack from the mess hall. i heard the shatter of glass coming from Simmons room. i know i should go in there. i know i should help him threw this. he use to do this allot during his first year at blood gulch. and every so often after that. i know his past hated him. i put my hand up to the door. my heart was pulling me in there. wanting me to go in there, walk into his bath room to find his had all cut up and his human eye all red and puffy from crying. i want to wrap my arms around him and hold him. i want to tell him he is not a freak. i want to tell him that even if his dad and mom hate him that i wouldn't ever hate him. i will always like him just the way he is. but i cant. i know he will just push me away like he always dose when we start to get close to each other. i want to tell him how i felt. but i know he would just call me a fat ass. he would never think of me like how i think of him. i let my hand slip off the door and i start to walk back to my room. tears in my eye. i know he thinks im not doing my work and avoiding it. but im not. i have been going to training and doing my job to avoid him. im not ready to let him get to me. i need to get a better hold of my feelings. because if i see him now, i may rip off my helmet and kiss him. he is so blind to how i feel. sarge had even said something to me about it before back at blood gulch. i close the door to my room. i slid down on my door. tears streamed down my face. i wasn't strong enough. im not good enough for him. i could never tell him how i felt. i was worthless. im not man enough to tell him how i felt. i felt pain thew out my chest. i slammed my fist down on the floor. damn it kiss ass, why did i fall for you of all people? why do you have to be so god damn perfect for me? why do you make it so hard to tell you that i want to be with you? damn you. your have got to be the smartest dumb person ever 

Simmons pov

i heard a slam come from next door. grifs room. my heart stops. more tears threaten to spill. is he okay? i wanted to just go over there and hug him. i want to tell him he is not alone. but i know he would just push me away and call me a kiss ass. he hates me. everyone hates me. it breaks my heart to know he hates me. tears streamed down my face. i was rocking back and forth. im a disappointment to my family, my team and im not worth anyone's time. i cried till i thought there was nothing left. i felt empty. i cant be leave i need grif with me. but i wont ever get that chance.

next day

i was eating breakfast. there was only one seat left, next to grif. my heart stopped. i just took a deep breath and walked over to him and sat next to him. i was him tens up ever so slightly. "fat ass" "kiss ass".