Hermitcraft Drabbles

Allergies (Scumbo)

So on Scar's stream yesterday, (September 5th) he claimed Mumbo had an allergy to the mycelium, so I couldn't help myself and had to write a Scar x Mumbo drabble. 

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Mumbo's eyes began to water as he landed in the shopping district. Just being near the mycelium made his allergies act up. Really gotta make this trip a quick one. He thought before he sneezed. Thankfully, he needed to stop by the Chest Monster shop, and since Scar surrounded it with grass it helps separate him from the menace.

"Oh, good morning Mumbo!" Mayor Scar greeted the mustached man as he stepped into the shop. "I was just doing a quick restock of shulker boxes," he explained.

The man in the suit opened his mouth to respond but had to quickly turn his head away to let out a sneeze.

"Sorry about that," he apologized, rubbing his irritated eyes.

"Here," the tall brunette handed him a tissue, placing a hand on his shoulder. "You okay?"

"Ah, I'm fine, just a minor allergy,"

"What are you allergic to?" Scar asked, feeling concerned for his friend.

Mumbo felt bad for admitting it. He didn't want to and cause trouble for the other hermits, especially Scar.

"It's not important," he insisted, wiping his nose.

Placing his other hand on the hermit's shoulder, Scar locked eyes with him. "Mumbo, as your mayor and your friend, I ask you to tell me the truth. No matter how small it is, I want to help,"

The redstoner's face flushed as he looked away. "Mycelium," he quietly admitted, feeling embarrassed.

"Well why didn't you say so?" the tall terraformer smiled. "I can fix that!"

"A-Are you sure? It's really not a big deal and I don't want to be a bother-" he began to ramble but was cut off by the hermit in front of him leaning up and kissing his forehead.

"Don't worry about it, okay?"

All the sniffly hermit could do was nod, still surprised by the sudden sign of affection.

"I was already planning on getting rid of the mycelium, so you're not being a bother," Scar insisted.

"Thank you," he mumbled.

Once the mayor left, Mumbo made his quick purchase and headed off to get some work done for the day.

The black-haired hermit hummed to himself as he worked on some terraforming around his base. His sinuses were clear and happy from staying away from the shopping district for a couple of days.

Stepping back to admire his work, the mustached man stretched his arms.

"Hello Mumbo!" a voice called from above, startling him.

The former wizard landed next to him, his eyes sparkling with joy.

"What's up?" he asked, trying to mask his nervousness.

"I got something to show you!" he grinned, tugging his arm.

It was then he noticed the work Mumbo had done around his base and paused for a moment. "Wait, you did this? It looks great!" he gushed.

"Ah, it's nothing compared to what you can do," the taller hermit said sheepishly, scratching the side of his nose.

"Well, I think it's very pretty,"

Mumbo could hardly concentrate on flying through the nether as he was hyper fixated on Scar's hand, grasping his own. From the moment the brunette wizard had pulled him through the giant portal, he had yet to let go.

"And we're here!" Scar announced as they stepped through the shopping district portal, breaking his train of thought.

Mumbo had braced himself, fully prepared for his allergies to act up. But for the first time this season, he was able to walk through the shopping district with a clear nose. He couldn't help himself as he pulled his friend into a hug. "Thank you, truly,"

With a slightly red face, the shorter hermit took his hand once more. "C'mon, there's a better view from the roof of the town hall,"

"Woah," the pale male breathed. Standing on the roof, he looked around the shopping district. It felt so much brighter now that the ground was full of grass. He plopped down next to the expert terraformer who was hugging his knees.

"I'm glad you like it," he grinned.

Extremely aware of his heartbeat, Scar stretched his legs out and stared at the hermit next to him, who seemed transfixed with the builds below them. Following his gaze and staring out at the beautifully chaotic district, he placed his hand on Mumbo's. His heart jumped as the mustached male scooched closer. With a wide smile, the former wizard exhaled as he leaned on his shoulder, closing his eyes.

The taller hermit felt his face flush and snuck a glance to the man next to him. Without saying a word, he moved his hand out from under Scar's so they could properly lock fingers.

The two sat in silence for a long time on the roof. Every once in a while, another hermit would appear in the shopping district and spot them, but none of them had the heart to disturb them. 

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Did you enjoy the break from Bdoc? Yes? Well, too bad because I have four Bdoc drabbles I have yet to post. But not to worry, I promise to space them out :)