Dr. Flug walked the halls of the White Hat manor quietly seemingly lost in search of his boss. Finally Flug stopped by the kitchen to see Black Hat with his arms on the table and face buried in arms. Flug cranes over the wall slightly, "Uh-um... Sir?" Black Hat sat up slightly looking over to Flug, "Oh, hello doctor." He said before going back to his depressed state.
Flug sat next to Black's large form. Black Hat saw Flug in the corner of his eye, "Is there a problem." Black said awkwardly sitting up and looking at Flug deeply. "Hm? Oh! Nothing sir." Flug said putting a gloved hand on his cheek and an elbow rested on the table. "Although-" Flug took his free hand and placed it on Black Hat's. "I am more worried about you." Black Hat studied Flug with a wide eye. "Well Flug-" he said puffing his chest out and sitting up dramatically "- what kind of *skeletons do you think I have in my closet?" He said looking at Flug with content.
They both laughed lightly. "I should probably go meet with my brother." Black said leaving a sad Flug. Black Hat's demise for his brother was raging. If it weren't for his shenanigans, Flug wouldn't be solem for Black. That made his emotions flutter and fume with anger. White Hat was leaning against the wall around the corner smiling... Indulging in his brother's anguish. Black Hat stood and glared at his brother. "This better be good you ludicrous prick."
"Meet me in my office brother. I expect you to be there if you don't want your brains blasted out your eye sockets." Black Hat scoffed at his brother, " Gruesome but I'll pity you." Black Hat said stomping off furiously. White Hat smiled sweetly seeing his brother go on his merry way but, his face turns to a sly neutral state. He looks at Flug around the corner. He sat there reading a small book for notes. White's eyes only fill with even more longing for the doctor as he indulges his features. This is the first time he had seen Flug late at night, no bag over his head, oblivious to White... His hair looks so soft, his rosy face, the cute and jumpy kitten just waiting to be truly loved. White couldn't hesitate any longer. He started slowly walking towards Flug, shoes clacking against the hard wood floor.
"Good evening... Doctor." White said sweetly. He craned over Flug's shoulder looking at his neat sketches of aircraft and gadgets. "O-Oh! Hello White Hat sir!" Flug said as he jumped back to reality. Flug turned in his chair and faced White's face. White looked longingly into Flug's eyes, making the doctor return the favor. "It's very late...You should be asleep...Or perhaps?" White leaned closer to Flug's face. inches apart from each other, Flug started to turn to a sight tint of pink. "Or perhaps... What sir," Flug said almost entranced in White's gaze.
White backed up smirking, smiling at the Doctor's entranced remark. White pulled one arm away from behind his back placing his hand on his chin. "You want to-" White swiftly glided right hand along Flug's jawbone, going behind him and eventually leaning over with both hands low next to Flug's collar bone. His mouth was close to Flug's ear. "Indulge in bed with me?" White whispered into Flug's ear with a smirk, causing a shiver to run down his spine. A small gasp escaped Flug's lips causing White to chuckle quietly and growl at Flug's ear. (Oh god I'm writing this and it feels so weird to do White and Flug being kinky....)
White licked and nibbled at Flug's earlobe making Flug get even more flushed in the face. "Mhhh..You like this huh?" Flug looked up closing his eyes tightly with his lips sealed shut. He gripped at the seat cushion of the chair. It felt so
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♤I hope you liked this. We somehow ended the story on 666 words I think... Still I am so sorry that I haven't updated in a while because of school, family fights, medical records, suicidal thoughts, depression... I am not kidding. I am in such a hard place.... I want to die so badly I want everything to stop I don't care about the void, hell, heaven... I just want it all to end... Living is like torture to me... I am afraid of the pain involved in death. I am a masochist but, not like stab myself masochist. I am a sinner, a hater, worthless, useless, meaningless, and I feel like my family wants be to die. Once my dad was mad and I had a gun and he was threatening me to shoot him. Instead I pointed the gun at my head and had my finger on the trigger, my parents didn't notice cause my parents were taking a nap, I knew where his gun was. I have almost committed suicide 3 times. The pain is unbearable. I just scream in my head I WANT TO DIE, WHY WON'T I DIE, I NEED A RELEASE, etc. So... Yeah... My life will probably end soon... So what.♤
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Dominance of the Dr.
Fanfiction(the cover art does not belong to me, source: tumblr) Black Hat was going through heat while everyone was amidst in the prowl. Questionable demeanor is present in Sir Black Hat, what will Blackie do with his unknown knowledge of heat? (minor smut?)
