His Demons (PaperHat Mpreg)

~Chapter 3~

BlackHat's PoV

It has been about a month now of Dr.Flugs nonstop working in the lab. He nearly never came out anymore, always working. It was rare that any of us had even caught a glimpse of him throughout the day.

For the first week, we could always hear the gut wrenching sounds of him being sick in the bathroom, but he'd never let anyone in. Not even me. He'd never answer any of us if we tried to talk, and always locked the door behind him if he entered a room. He never even came to bed with me anymore and always retreated to his room at the end of the day.

It was beginning to worry me, this was behavior that was most certainly unusual for Flug. He always loved to cuddle, and was full of life and things to say. Sure he stuttered a lot, but he was never really silent like this. As if it hadn't worried me enough that he was sick before this, now he won't even talk to me. The only one who's really been able to get into the lab and see him would be that goddamned bear for Pete's sake.

Of course I could just teleport in to the lab without warning, but I have to have trust in him some time.

So I sat in my office, my head in my hands as I thought of what to do. Its been a strait month since Flug had made any inventions, or talked to anyone, yet he was always working? It didn't make sense. You could always hear the power tools running, but it seemed like everything had been put to a halt in the business.

Finally I'd had enough, standing up from my chair and heading down to the lab. I approached the doors, looking at them and sighing before I was ready to give a knock. I raised my ahnd, but before it could meet with the metal of the door, it opened. My eyes widened as I looked down at Flug, his eyes smiling through the bag on his face.

"Oh, hello sir! I was just coming to see y-" I stopped him, engulfing him in a tight hug. I savored the feeling of his frail and warm figure against mine, missing it more than what I ever could imagine.

"Flug, I've been so worried about you. What's going on?" I said, pulling away. He looked at me as if he were surprised for a moment before giving giving me an apologetic smile with his eyes.

"I'm sorry BlackHat. I was just...working I suppose," he said. I sighed, laying my forehead against his and almost laughing as I heard the crinkle of his bag.

"Its alright. I'm is it glad your not hiding anymore," I said quietly. He pulled away from me, and I felt as if I wanted to panic as he left my grasp again.

"Actually..." he sighed, stopping again. Instead of finished, he turned around and called 5.0.5 from the lab. The large blue bear waddled over, carrying a rather large box. Flug pet his head lovingly and the bear set the box down.

I looked inside, my eyes widening as I seen various inventions everywhere. Things ranging from ray guns, to devices that looked as if they weren't even from this world. I looked up at him, not knowing what to say as I didn't understand. What was happening?

"Ill be....taking some time off sir..." he said, taking a step forward. I felt myself unthaw from my frozen state.

"What? Where are you going? Are you leaving? Why? What happened? Was it me?-" he put up a hand, stopping me from my babbling. He laughed quietly, putting his hand up and laying it gently in my cheek. He rubbed it gently with his glove covered thumb, a small sigh of what seemed like adoration leaving him.

"Shhh, its okay. I just need some time to think things through. Ill just be in my room," he explained. I set my hands on his hips, pulling him closer to me.

"Doing what? Are you still sick?" I asked concerned. He shook his head.

"No. Like I said, I just need some time." he lifted his bag gently, his pink lips meeting my lips in a soft and sweet way. Oh how I missed this, and now it'll be gone for awhile. As much as I hated letting him go, he wanted time, so I'd gladly grant him that. He pulled away from me, and smiled a little, pulling from my grasp again. I stood there, and watched as he becomes 5.0.5 to come with him to is I room.