My Hermitcraft One Shots

50 Ways To Say Goodbye - Train

Convex (Scar x Cub) Hermitship Songfic

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My hand reaches up to my chest, gripping to feel my heart. It felt like it was burning and the beating felt quick. The pounding was the same way. It felt like my brain was swelling inside of the hard bone. But in spite of all of the pain I feel, I hold my head high and still smile when I see him. Memories still play in my mind from last season. Cub's words were loud but he was serious.

"This," he said, "you and I aren't meant to be. But it isn't you. It's me. I'm leaving for your own good."

That's cool, I think in response to the resurfacing memories, but if my friends ask where you are I won't say the truth. I have so many better ideas.

"He went down in an airplane," I mentioned in passing first to Grian, who already didn't know much about him to care. "Fried getting a sun tan," was the fate that Mumbo had heard. "Fell into a concrete machine and blew up," Iskall was told.

Each of my friends heard something else, but none of them dared to talk about it with me or each other because as far as they knew, I was traumatized. Yeah, I know that I am clearly in the wrong here, but what else was I supposed to do when I am terrible at goodbyes?

"He met a dolphin's wrath," I shot to Stress when she asked where my 'other half' was this season. "Fell out of the world and didn't respawn," Doc nodded, believing every word from my mouth.

I burned every one of the items I had been given by him, even the diamonds.

The only issue I had with telling something different to every Hermit was running low on ideas. This coping mechanism clearly was anything but healthy, but there wasn't a way to tell these people that the other half to my magical Vex-hybrid duo didn't love me as I did him.

Of course I hurt over this, I wake up to the burning sensation of his strong arms pulling my into his embrace at night only to find that my bed is empty other than myself. Cub was everything in my life. From the day we joined this world together years ago, I was closer to nobody. But someday, I promise myself through grit teeth while glaring at the beard I grew that reminded my of him, I will find a love like yours.

I slept the first week thinking of who would eventually replace him. He would think I am a superhero... Not just a toy or co worker. But by the ends of the nights I just relived every single lie I told my friends.

"He was caught under some fallen Gravel," False was told without much thinking. "Picked apart by ocelots," I mentioned to Bdubs, who pat my back gently in comfort. None of them seem to line up, but this was all I had to cope because I couldn't talk it out with Cub. "He dried up in the desert," Cleo was told and she nodded. "Drowned in a water elevator," Keralis nodded, knowing what it feels like. But if anything, he just ended up dancing to death with another man. With everything I told them, I couldn't keep anything straight.

After a few weeks in the season and waking up without a door once again, I looked down and found an army of Hermits led by the bearded man who still held my heart. Seeing him broke my heart just a little bit more because I know that no matter how many lives I want to live with him, it as only one sided. I jumped down onto the slime at the bottom and looked down at my slippers to avoid their eyes. Eventually, I looked up and looked up to find Cub wearing a smile and laughing slightly.

"It's kind of funny," Cub said resting a hand on my shoulder which made the whole group laugh awkwardly. He wrapped his head arms around me in a tight hug and we thought it best to talk it out, so I invited him up to the snail.

It's cool, but I still can't believe it, so I just spill all of the ideas I had.

"You went down in an airplane, fried getting sun tan, fell into a concrete machine and blew up," I list, counting on my fingers and just staring down at his hands and begging to grab one. "Met a dolphin's wrath, fell out of the world and didn't respawn." I regretted burning the ring I got for him shortly before he left me.

He seemed pretty quiet but kept wearing a little smile with every single lie, thinking of ways to mock me for these later.

"You were caught under some fallen gravel, picked apart by ocelots, dried up in the desert, drowned in a water elevator.." I trailed off, trying to think of something else to keep him here.

"Honestly, Scar, being without you was enough death for me," Cub said and I looked up at him, finding the slight blush he wore and grabbed my hand. "Can I stop dying in your head?"

I couldn't help but nod.