https://archiveofourown.org/works/53768371/chapters/136588480#workskin

 I literally have nothing to say anymore but relax this chapter..is pretty fluffy.

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Subspace woke with a yawn, slowly blinking his eye open. Feeling rather warm, Subspace noticed Medkit snuggled against his chest, sleeping. The scientist smiled to himself, burying his nose into the doctor's hair, breathing in his scent. He squinted at the clock Medkit kept beside his bed, reading 6:43AM.

Rubbing his eye, Subspace slowly gets out of bed, careful to not disturb the sleeping demon too much. However, that fails as Medkit's eye blinks open, watching the scientist get up. The two lock eyes. "Good morning." Subspace greets, smiling.

Medkit stares for a moment longer before turning over and going back to sleep. Subspace silently chuckles at the action before taking a moment to stretch every bone in his body. Continuing with his morning routine, Subspace dresses himself last. He had been wearing the same clothes as yesterday, but Medkit washed them after giving him something to sleep in.

Sitting on the couch, Subspace waited for his lover to wake up, scrolling through any and everything on his phone. Convinently, the doctor soon left his bedroom, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He walked over to the couch, sitting beside Subspace and leaning on him. Subspace smiled as he wrapped his arm around the tired demon. "How'd you sleep?" He asks, hand resting on Medkit's waist.

"Fine." Medkit yawned, snuggling closer to Subspace. "Can we get back in bed?"

"Why? We just got up." Subspace questions, eyeing his lover. "I know, but I want to get back in bed with you." Medkit reasons, his eye closed.

"Fine, fine." Subspace smiles, getting up with Medkit basically clinging onto his side. He walks back into the bedroom, following his lover as he gets into bed. Snuggling together, Medkit had his face pressed into Subspace's chest.

The two stayed quiet for several minutes, basking in each other's touch before Medkit finally spoke up, "let's talk."

"About what?" Subspace asked, running his had through the doctor's hair.

"About you." Medkit looks up, staring into Subspace's eye. "About me?" Subspace questioned in return. "Yes. Yesterday you said you got drugged before, what's that about?" The doctor's eye narrowed.

"Okay, straight into it I guess." Subspace grinned his usual cheeky grin. "Well, you already know I've had this drinking habit for years, why wouldn't I have had bad experiences?"

"Don't ease around it, tell me what happened."

"Fine- fine." Subspace sighed. "Few years ago I was out drinking alone, I guess I was already wasted cause I don't even remember the full thing if I'm honest. I didn't notice someone spike my drink and I didn't really notice anything was wrong either." Subspace recalled the incident. He had almost forgotten about it. "Next thing I knew, I woke up half-dead in someone's bed three days later." The demon giggled to himself despite nothing being funny.

"Do you know what happened while you were unconscious?"

"You're not a fool, Meddy. You can guess what had happened."

Medkit sighs, pressing himself closer to his partner. "I'm sorry that happened to you, Subspace." Reaching up, he cupped Subspace's cheeks in his hand, pressing their foreheads together.

"It's fine, Meds. It was years ago, it doesn't really upset me anymore. That guy is dead now anyway." Subspace presses his nose into Medkit's neck, breathing in his scent. "Any other questions about me?"

"Yes, you said you have disorders. What are they?" The doctor starts to stroke Subspace's head, playing with his hair.

"Right, uhm.. Well, not long after you left, I got diagnosed with a few things. Three to be exact, one of which you already suspected."

"So what are they?"

"Schizophrenia, BPD and ADHD." Subspace sighs. "I'm on medication for all three and used to go to therapy for schitzophrenia, but since I haven't had any huge like... outbursts of symptoms, I quit goin'."

"It was clear you had ADHD from when we were kids, I expected that. Do you mostly have positive or negative symptoms of schitzophrenia?" Medkit asks, running his fingers along the scientist's horns.

"Negative, I almost never have any positive symptoms aside from a few hallucinations." Subspace feels himself relax at Medkit's touch, sinking closer to his lover. "Well actually.. Before I got diagnosed, I had a lot more hallucinations and hardly any other symptoms, but then when my hallucinations subsided a bit, I had more negative symptoms." The scientist explains, his hands ever so slightly twitching.

Medkit lightly kissed one of Subspace's horns. "Why didn't you want to tell me yesterday? And why are you twitching as if you're nervous?"

"It's just- embarrassing from how messed up in the head I am." Subspace admits, shuddering against the kiss.

Medkit looks into Subspace's eye, "why would you be embarrassed? It's not like you can help it, nor does it change you in any way." He places a kiss on Subspace's nose, making the scientist blush and look away.

"Stop being so cheesy with your kisses!" Subspace growls light heartedly, placing his hands onto the demon's cheeks. Medkit smiles and pulls the scientist in for a kiss, their lips interlocking. Subspace is a bit startled by this as he hadn't expected it, but returns the kiss, melting into it. The two remained like this for serveral moments before pulling away. Subspace was still blushing as the doctor chuckled.

"I hate you." Subspace rolls his eye, pressing his face into his lover's neck. "Yeah, yeah. I love you too, Subspace." Medkit smiles, stroking the scientist's hair.

"I need to go to work." Subspace realizes, sitting up. "I haven't gone in too long."

"Sub, you went two days ago and you're on paid leave for another two days." Medkit pulls Subspace back down into a hug. "I took off a few days as well whenever you followed me home, we go back on the same day. Stay with me until then." Medkit kisses his lover's cheek, holding him close.

"But I need to go!" Subspace complains, not fighting Medkit's grasp. "I have so much to do and I planned on starting a new project!" He whines, lightly biting the doctor's shoulder in annoyance. He always had a biting habit whenever he was annoyed or upset.

"It can wait." Medkit pulled Subspace's head away from his shoulder by his horns. "Just spend these days with me, we won't be able to see each other as much when we're both working."

The scientist sighed heavily, "fine!" He growls, pressing himself closer against Medkit. "Can we at least do something? I don't like sitting around the house."

"When have you ever?" Medkit asks jokingly. "What do you want to do today?"

Subspace thinks for a moment, "work."

"No."

"Working is fun to me, I don't see why you're so pushy about me not working, Meddy!"

"I just want to spend the time we get together together. Why throw away this perfect opportunity to stay with each other?"

"You're cheesy."

"You're annoying."

"You love me!"

"I guess I do." Medkit smiles, kissing between Subspace's eyes. "What do you want to do today?" He repeats his question.

"I don't know. Go drink?"

"Do you do anything except work and drink?"

"Not really."

Medkit sighs, thinking. "We can't really go to a public place, people will recgonize us together."

"I'll get reported for being with the enemy instead of work, I'm callin' it now." Subspace groans, rolling onto his stomach to stuff his face into the pillow.

"What about we go to a phight?" The doctor suggests.

"Sure." Subspace shrugs. "I don't like going without a Biograft though."

"You'll be fine. You can fight on your own, you don't need a hunk of metal to protect you." Medkit rolls his eye.

"It's fun with Biograft! My team always wins with it." Subspace sits up again. "I don't even have my phight clothes here."

"You can find something in my closet."

"I don't look good in teal, Meddy!"

"I don't own just teal!" The doctor growls, sitting up and getting out of bed. "Just look, you'll find something."

"Yeah yeah." Subspace gets up and steps over to Medkit's closet, aggressively looking through his stuff. He purposfully messes some items up, tugging them slightly off the hangers or unfolding them. "Your closet is BORING!" He decides.

"You know you have at most five outfits in yours." Medkit steps beside Subspace, taking his own phighting outfit. "Stop making a mess." He pops the back of Subspace's head.

"Ow! Gods, you're abusive." Subspace growls, looking through the things but neater this time. "I'm biting you next time."

"Stop complaining." Medkit kisses Subspace's cheek before walking into his bathroom to change.

"I don't even have my gear with me, I have to go back home to get my stuff!" Subspace calls out.

"Fine! I'll drop you off in front of Blackrock." Medkit calls back with a growl. Subspace huffs and jumps onto the bed, laying there and waiting for the doctor to finish.

Medkit soon steps out with his phight clothes on. "Come on." He grabs Subspace's hand to pull him off the bed, leading him to the door. Grabbing his keys, the two exit the house, strolling to Medkit's car. Subspace quickly opens his own door, reciving a glare from Medkit. "Asshole." The doctor scoffs, getting in his own seat.

The entire ride to Blackrock, Subspace remained complaining, lounging with his feet on the dash and seat leaned back like the passenger princess he is. Medkit learned to tune him out, focusing on driving. Soon stopping in front of Blackrock, Medkit looked at the scientist. "Get out, the bus will be here to take you soon. I'll wait here."

"Always rushing me!" Subspace rolls his eye, slowly getting out of the car. He stops at Medkit's window, waiting as the doctor rolls it down. "I hope you get in a car crash," and with that, Subspace walks away, waiting at the nearby bus stop. Medkit rolls his window back up angrily. Despite how much the two bickered and got on each other's nerves, they couldn't deny the care and love they had for each other. Perhaps being a dick was their love language.

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Now finally at the phight, Medkit and Subspace were on opposite teams. Waiting for the phight to start, Medkit looked around at his team. It wasn't a bad build, Rocket, Shuriken, Katana, and Slingshot were on his team. The tree Thieve's Den residents were talking amongst each other, Medkit almost didn't realize Rocket had approached him. "Hi Meds!" The blue demon greeted.

"Hey, Rocket." Medkit returned the hello. "I didn't know you were phighting today! Sword is on the other team." Rocket converses.

"I didn't know I was going to either, it was a last-minute choice. Subspace was bored and wouldn't leave me alone until we left the house." Medkit offers reasoning. "I bet you two will have fun trying to kill each other."

"Sword won't even get to touch me! I'll blow him up before he even gets close!" Rocket exclaims confidently. "His team doesn't even have a healer!"

"Who exactly is on the other team anyways?" Medkit asks.

"Uhm.. Sword, Subspace I assume, Ban.. uhh.. I think Skate, and maybe I think I heard Hyperlaser's name." Rocket replies. "I didn't really see all of them." He shrugs.

"We'll find out once it starts."

Right on time, the bell signaling for phighters to get on the field starts. Medkit follows his team into the Bread Factory. Staying towards the back, Medkit waited as the countdown began.

10. Slingshot stretched his arms.

9. Katana's grip tightened on his sword.

8. Rocket's eyes gleamed.

7. Shuriken challenged Slingshot.

6. Medkit took a deep breath.

5. Slingshot yelled a taunt across the map.

4. A yell came back.

3. Silence.

2. Tension hung thick in the air.

1. No one dared to move.

Alarm blasting throughout the scene, everyone dashed forward. Shuriken grappled his way to the point, being the first on it. Medkit stayed at the back of his team as they all rushed towards the point.

Battle instantly broke out, Medkit shooting at basically anyone he saw. Suddenly, a flash of pink exploded beside him, giving the doctor barely any time to jump away. He growled, pointing his revolver at the attacker.

Subspace cheekily grinned under his mask, throwing another tripmine at the medic who dodged away before scurrying off to help his team secure the point.

Medkit grumbled to himself, turning his attention back to healing his teammates. Soon one minute left was called. Medkit's team was winning, the other team struggling with no healer. Just as Medkit let his guard down a moment, he heard a voice ring out. "MY GREATEST INVENTION!"

Subspace called his pinisher in the middle of the map, trapping all of Medkit's teammates in it. Medkit quickly hopped out the point, standing behind a pillar while he waited. The phinisher exploded, killing all of his team. Rushing in, Medkit used his own finisher, "Let's not do that again." He growled, glaring at his neon pink counterpart as he revived his team, sustaining hits from all five opponents. His teammates revived as Medkit quickly threw a crystal on the ground to heal himself, teleporting to Shuriken who was on the outskirts on the point, mockingly throwing his gears at the slower Banhammer. Medkit offered him a few heals, stepping away from the warden's wrath, but making sure to stay on the point.

Medkit was happy he didn't get targetted this round. He could see Rocket get pinned by Sword, quickly rushing over to empty a round on healing the rocketeer. Rocket yelled a thanks before blowing himself in the air, finishing Sword off with a few explosions. Sword's angry yell was heard back at the enemy spawn.

Pleased with his work, Medkit shot a few rounds at Slingshot and Katana who wewre doing good damage on Skateboard. Just as he thought he'd get through with no deaths, he heard a charged gun from behind him. "I'll see you in Hell."

Hyperlaser blasted the doctor with his phinisher, instantly making him turn into a white cloud and respawn. "Damn it!" Medkit curses to himself, feeling the phantom pain in his torso where he was shot. Katana and Shuriken soon joined him in the spawn, all three rushing back to the point.

Securing the point again, Medkit seen a flash of pink behind him. "Hi Meddy!~" A voice chimes. Medkit turns around to stare at Subspace. "Hi."

"Bye bye, Meddy!" Subspace shoves a tripmine onto Medkit, quickly mist-walking away to safety of being away from the explosion.

Medkit once again found himself at spawn, angrily cursing his lover under his breath.

Before he had the chance to get back to point, an alarm rang out. Medkit's team had won. Sighing with relief, Medkit made his way back to spawn, slower. Being the only support, he quickly checked over everyone to make sure they wouldn't die.

Lingering on Rocket, the blue demon had a large gash on his torso from Sword. Sword obviously expected Rocket to respawn before the round ended, looking worried beside him. Medkit sighed, taking a crystal out of his gear and placing it on Rocket's gash.

"Ow!" Rocket flinches as the crystal is absorbed into his skin. The gash heals nicely, but is still bleeding.

"Stay still, I have to bandage you. Lift your shirt up." Medkit instructs, Sword taking the initiative to lift Rocket's shirt for him. The doctor takes the bandages he keeps in his gear, expertly wrapping them around the rocketeer's torso. "There, you're free." Medkit stands as he was kneeling to heal the blue demon.

"Your crystals hurt so much to be healing!" Rocket complains, Sword helping him stand. "You'll get over it." Medkit calls back over his shoulder, checking on Katana's wounds next.

Soon both teams had been given the okay by the doctor. It was supports' duty to check over the teams to make sure they didn't have any bad injuries before leaving the phight. Sighing, Medkit walked over to Subspace, who he checked first. "I'll bandage your smaller cuts up at home."

"I don't need any bandages, I'm fine. They'll close up on their own." Subspace insists.

"Yeah, and you'll get bits of blood on my white couch. You're getting bandaged." Medkit growls, grabbing Subspace's shoulder and basically pushing him to the exit.

"Fine, fine! What about you? You don't have any cuts?" Subspace asks.

"No, I respawned right when the round ended. Even then, only you and Hyperlaser hit me, I wouldn't have any cuts from your attacks, only phantom pains." Medkit stops pushing Subspace as he notices Hyperlaser approaching.

"Hey, you good now, Sub?" He asks, Katana soon approaching behind him.

"Yeah, I told you I'd be fine. The effects of the drug didn't last more than a day, I'm perfectly okay now!" Subspace replies, his hands a bit jittery.

"Take your megs, druggy." Hyper reminds the pink demon.

"I forgot to grab my refills, my mask is empty." Subspace sighs. "You think you could bring me them later? It's annoying going back and forth from Blackrock and Lost Temple."

"Yeah, but I have a job first. I can get them to you in a few hours." Hyperlaser nods.

"That's fine." Subspace's jittering hands start to fidget with each other. "I'll be fine 'till then. Just give me a call whenever you're near."

"I will. You fine from the phight?"

"Yep! Only had a few scratches and bruises from Slingshot and Shuriken." Subspace nods. "I didn't get any deaths."

"Good." Hyper reaches back to grab Katana's hand, holding it.

"Your phinisher was well placed, both of yours." Katana nods to Subspace and Medkit.

"Thank you! It would have been better if Meddy here didn't have his ready! Almost got a team kilL!" Subspace growls, lightly prodding Medkit in the side with his elbow.

"You gave me a team revive." Medkit shrugged. "I wasn't going to give up that opportunity."

"Yeah, yeah! I barely even seen you that game!" Subspace complains.

"You did stay well hidden." Hyperlaser adds as a compliment. "I only seen you once when you went right in front of me."

"I don't know why you had to use your phinisher on me, that hurt." Medkit rolls his eye. "I stayed on the outskirts mostly, healing from a distance. I usually get targetted so I like to stay out of the middle."

"You healed well." Katana praises. "I had barely any deaths, even with Banhammer and Skateboard both on me."

"Just doin' my job. You did a number on Skateboard, I had to use half of my bandages on him." Medkit looks around to see Skateboard being helped outside with Slingshot and Shuriken on either side of him. "He'll be staying home for a few days."

"I should go apologize, I expected him to respawn before the phight ended." Katana takes his leave, Hyperlaser following close behind him as he goes to apologize to Skateboard.

Medkit looks at Subspace. "Do you want to get something to eat before we get home?"

"Can we without seeming together?"

"We can bicker, can't we? Act like we're talking about business. Remain tense, don't get too close." Medkit shrugs. He knew the phighters didn't care, but normal demons would snitch.

"Alright." Subspace agrees, nodding. "I'll follow your lead."

"Good." Medkit leads Subspace to the exit, the scientist trailing behind him with a brisk, tense walk.

"Where are we going?" Subspace asked in a growl.

"I'd suggest Slingshot's cafe, but it's obviously not open yet since two of their workers were at the phight. I think I seen Vinestaff outside waiting for them as well when we arrived." Medkit thinks for a moment. Slingshot's cafe was relatively the only place near Crossroads where they could relax together given the comfortability of the close-knit customers there. "How about that new-ish place near in the Thieve's Den sectoral?" He suggests.

"Fine with me." Subspace crosses his arms, following Medkit from a close distance as they walked through the crowds of Crossroads. "Although I do think something from Blackrock would be better." He scoffed loudly. "However, I don't think a traitorwould enjoy that."

"You're right, I wouldn't." Medkit growled back, his tail flicking in annoyance. It was fun keeping up their enemies act while trying to have a meal together. "I don't enjoy the taste of getting my eye ripped out."

"How about I rip the other one out while I have the chance?" Subspace threatens, smiling grimly. Medkit didn't have to see his face to know the smile.

"How about I poison you again?" Medkit retorts, increasing his pace. Subspace growls in annoyance as he catches up.

Soon they reach the resturaunt. It wasn't fancy, but it wasn't lousey. They looked fine for being fresh out of a phight. Sitting at a table near the back for privacy, Subspace crossed his arms as the waiter approached. "Hello, My names Cyinn, I'll be your waiter for today! Can I start you off with any drinks?" She hands them two menus.

Subspace narrowed his eye at Medkit. As the doctor opened his mouth to speak, Subspace quickly cut him off with his loud, boisterous voice. "I will take a water!" He decides.

Medkit glares at him. "I'll take a water as well." He growls, tail flicking. "Surprised you didn't get any alcohol."

"Surprised you didn't get any fancy stuck-up-assery." Subspace returns the light insult.

The waiter seems nervous at the two's actions. "A-Alright, two waters! I'll be back shortly for your order!" She quickly walks away.

Subspace breaks, giggling. "This is fun!" He chimes, his gaze softening towards Medkit.

"I agree." Medkit smiles, relaxing. "Although I am surprised you didn't go for any alcohol. They do offer it."

"I have standards! Why would I drink this early in the day! It's only lunch time." Subspace rolls his eye.

"Right.. If I recall correctly, when we were 19 a certain someone decided to get drunk at 9 in the morning." Medkit leans forward, using his hand to hold up his head, elbow on the table.

"Oh shut up! That was years ago." Subspace turned his attention to the menu, looking over it. "Too many options, I'll do the house special." He decides, closing it. Straightening his posture, he turns his aggressive act back on.

Medkit looks over the menu next, deciding on a salad silently. He copies Subspace in the aggression. "Surprised you're getting anything at all." He glances over Subspace's frail frame.

"Surprised you're not overweight yet." Subspace retorts.

"I'm not even near fat, that makes no sense!" Medkit breaks, confused.

"I know!" Subspace chimes.

A few moments later, the waiter comes back with their waters, placing them infront of the two. "Have you decided on your meals yet?" She asks.

"Ju-" Subspace starts, only to be cut off by Medkit. "The salad, please." Medkit smiles cheekily, glaring at Subspace from the corner of his eye.

Subspace growls, "The house special." He scoffs, looking like he was going to attack Medkit at any moment.

"Of course! I'll bring them out soon!" Cyinn quickly grabs their menus and walks off to avoid any more of their passive aggressiveness.

Subspace giggled. "Wow, didn't know you had it in ya to cut me off! That's new!"

"I picked up a few things from you." Medkit smiles, reaching over to grab Subspace's hand, giving it a quick squeeze before pulling away.

Subspace smiled back. Although hidden behind his mask, Medkit could tell it was a genuine smile from the way his eye relaxed as his cheeks turned up.

Medkit sighs happily. "You think I could ever get rid of my bounty?" He asks.

"I can tell the boss that we came to an agreement of some sort. I don't think he'll lift it unless you provide something for Blackrock though." Subspace thought for a moment. "Maybe if you.. came back to work with me?" He offered.

Medkit thought for a moment. "Maybe if you once listened to my ideas instead of shutting down everything that could benefit the faciton, I might consider."

"And what would you suggest?"

"Blackrock still lacks a lot in the healing department. I'm a doctor, Subsapce." Medkit looks into Subspace's eye.

"Blackrock has never focused on heals." He sighs. "They want weapons, Meddy."

"If Blackrock can heal their troops, they'd be a stronger force." The doctor reasoned, eyes narrowing. "Also given I won't lose my other eye, I might."

Subspace smiled. "I wouldn't want to rid you of the honor to see my beautiful face, now whould I?" He chimes.

"What if we come with an actual agreement. I like my job now, I don't think I really want to go back to Blackrock. I could offer some sort of healing properties in return of my bounty being removed. We worked on Biograft together first, you'd be stupid if you thought I didn't come up with a healing version once you modified it to be a battle weapon."

Subspace thinks for a moment. "That.. might work. If anyone reports us being together today, we could say we were discussing this."

"Good." Medkit nods. "Even though I don't enjoy helping Blackrock, it would make us easier." He reached out to grab Subspace's hand again, giving it another squeeze. "I don't want to be apart from you again, Subspace. Through all of our fighting, anger, and hatred, I never stopped loving you from the day I laid eyes on you."

Subspace couldn't help but blush, pulling his hand away. "You're so cheesy, Meddy!" He fidgets with his hands nervously. "I hope it'll work." He sighs. "If the boss does take your offers, you will have to help me with it. Even if you don't want to work at Blackrock again, I don't think I can make another Biograft alone, and I'm the only scientist that doubles as an inventor there, especailly if your prototype involves crystals."

"That's fine, Subspace. I'll do whatever it takes." Medkit thinks for a moment. "Even if I hate it, I will go back to working for Blackrock if it means staying with you. I just won't be as happy as I could be."

Subspace smiles. "I'll see what I can do, Meddy."

Around 10 mintues later, the waiter comes back, serving them their dishes. "Here you are! Call me over when you'd like the bill or if you have any complains!" Without waiting a second longer, the waiter scurries away in fear of being caught in their hatred again.

Subspace looks at his food. It looked to be a chicken broth-based stew. "I hate stew." He comments before taking his mask off, taking a bite. He chewed for a moment before deciding if he liked it or not. "It's not terrible, but I don't really like it." He decides.

"Well eat it, I won't offer to trade if yours is chicken based." Medkit happily started to eat his salad. He hated chicken.

"Yeah yeah." Subspace rolled his eye, continuing to eat his food.

The two convsersed in idle nonsense while enjoying their meal. Subspace especially enjoyed the warmth of his food, their previous phight was stressful from him bickering at his team and trying to dodge between Shuriken and Slingshot. Medkit smiled as he recalled Subspace's voice ringing out commands at his teammates. At times, he was the only one on the point. "Did you really have to threaten Sword that you were going to poison him if he didn't get on the point?" Medkit asks randomly, looking at Subspace with admiration.

"Yes! Barely any of them would get on the point, only Banhamemr listened half the time! I don't think Hyper was on it at all!" Subspace huffs. "We could have won if they had listened to me! Every time I have something to boss around, my team wins. They should have listened instead of being hard headed!" The scientist growls.

"Well you also boss around a war robot. Biografts aren't exactly easy to fight against." Medkit reminds him.

"So? They should be able to fight as good as Biograft! There's four of them and one robot, they can manage if they'd listen!" Subspace complains with his mouth full, soon finishing his meal. "I don't have my wallet on me." He realizes, feeling his pockets.

"It's fine, I'll pay." Medkit takes out his own wallet, placing it on the table.

"I'll pay you back." Subspace decides, sitting back and slouching in his seat.

"It's fine, Subspace. I got it." Medkit reaches over to grab Subspace's hand, holding it as he finishes up his salad. "I don't mind treating you to lunch."

"Fine! Next time it's on me." Subspace interlocks his fingers with the doctor's, his long boney didgets fitting perfectly between the medic's.

"You have long fingers." Medkit comments, looking at their hands.

"Do I, or do you just have small hands?" Subspace retorts, smirking. He then pulls his hand away and puts his mask back on. "Pay, I want to leave." He decides.

Medkit smiles to himself, pressing a button on the end of the table that calls the waiter over.

Soon appearing, bill prepared in hand, the waiter walks up. "Everything okay, I hope?" She smiles.

"Yes, we'd like the bill." Medkit takes the bill as Cyinn hands it to him. "You're paying me back, Subspace." He growls at the scientist who rolled his eye.

"Yeah yeah." He grumbles. "Not like I should considering the debt you put me through." The pink demon growled back.

"Get over it." Medkit made sure to tip the waiter generously, handing the bill back. "Come on, we're leaving." He narrowed his eye at his partner.

"Don't have to tell me twice!" The two got up as the waiter left, fawning over the tip. They left the resturaunt, quietly bickering about any and everything as they did. Walking back to the Bread Factory where Medkit's car was still parked, they both quickly got in.

Subspace looked over at Medkit. "Can I go back to work tomorrow?" He asked innocently.

"Why are you so obsessed with work?" Medkit asked, beginning to drive back to Lost Temple, hand on his partner's thigh.

"Well now I wan't to see if our little plan will work! I might need the blueprint for your healing Biograft as proof though." Subspace leaned his seat back, lounging in the car.

MEdkit sighs, "fine." He agrees. "You brought your work uniform anyway, right?"

"Yep! I grabbed it whenever I went to get my phight gear. I'm still stealing your clothes tonight though." Subspace smiled innocently.

"I figured." Medkit rolled his eye. "Why have you always had a habit of sleeping in my clothes? Even when we were roommates, you still found an excuse to take mine!"

"I dunno, I just like to." Subspace shrugs. "Is there a problem with it?"

"No, it's just weird." Medkit reaches and grabs Subspace's hand, holding it. "Put my seat up when we get out."

"I dunno, I like it back like this." Subspace chirps, interlocking their fingers.

"Well I like my things to not look like a mess, put it up when we get out."

"We'll see." Subspace smiled.

Soon reaching Medkit's house in Lost Temple, Subspace exits the car without putting his seat back up. Medkit angrily gets out and goes behind Subspace, lifting the seat up before angrily shutting the door. "You do things just to piss me off, don't you?"

"Yep!" Subspace smirks cheekily, following the medic inside the house. He kicks his shoes off, leaving them thrown by the door before sitting on the couch. "I could go for a nap." The scientist decides, closing his eyes.

"If you want to take a nap, come get in bed. I want to read one of my books anyway." Medkit had taken his shoes off and neatly put them beside Subspace's straightening his as well. He walked to the couch, grabbing Subspace's hand and pulling him up. "Come on." He lead the scientist into his bed room. "Change first as well." Medkit walked to his closet, taking out a plain t-shirt and sweatpants, tossing them into Subspace's arms.

"Yeah yeah." Subspace rolled his eye, walking into the bathroom to change. Medkit quickly changed himself into a plain matching outfit. All of of his t-shirts were white, and all of his sweatpants were gray. Subspace considered him boring for this habit of lack of diversity.

Subspace soon came out, getting in bed on the side that was now dedicated to him. Placing his mask on the night stand, he got comfy, settling down for a nap. Medkit took a book from the shelf he had in his room, settling in bed beside Subspace to read.

--♡--

Subspace woke with a start, feeling a tap on his arm. Yawning, he blinked at the doctor. "What?" He asked groggily. Medkit said nothing but signaled for Subspace to follow him, walking out the room. Subspaced groaned to himself, getting up and following the doctor slower. Upon leaving the room, he looked around, no longer seeing his partner.

"Subspace?" He heard the doctor call from in the room. Turning around confused, Subspace looked at him. Medkit was equally as confused. "Are you okay?" He asks the tired scientist.

Subspace grumbles and slugs back, getting into bed again. "I'm too tired for this." He decides, closing his eyes to go back to sleep.

"What was that?" Medkit asks, stroking his tired partner's hair.

"I don't know. You tapped me and told me to follow you." Subspace yawns. "But then you were still in here."

"You really do need your medicine, I guess." Medkit leans over and grabs Subspace's phone off the nightstand. "What's your password? I'll ask Hyperlaser when he'll get your medicine."

"1892." Subspace relaxes into the mattress, settling down to sleep again.

Unlocking his phone, Medkit opens his messages with Hyperlaser.

>Hyperlaser, It's Medkit. When are you bringing Subspace's medicine? He just had what I assume was a hallucination, I'd hate for him to have an episode. Even though he's barely gone long without his medicine, he apparentally relies on it more than the average person would.

He sends the text, waiting for a reply. Hyper doesn't take more than two minutes to answer.

>>that's weird
>>usually hes fine without it for a few days
>>I'll go get it now, just got back to Blackrock from my job
>Thank you, Hyper. Don't bother knocking, Subspace is asleep right now and I don't think he'd take kindly to being woken up, the door is unlocked.
>>Alright, I'll be there in a bit

Putting Subspace's phone down, Medkit looked over at his sleeping partner. He smiles to himself, running his fingers through the scientist's hair as he goes back to reading his book.

No more than 45 minutes later, the door can be heard opening slowly. Medkit quietly gets up to meet Hyperlaser in the entrance. "You got his medicine?" Medkit asked to confirm, Hyper nodding in reply.

"Here, make sure he's actually awake before giving them to him. You know how his brain works when he's tired." Hyperlaser hands Medkit a bag of different medicines. The doctor counts them.

"Why does he need 8 medicines for three disorders?" He asks.

"He takes them at different times throughout the day. The meds he takes don't last as long as they need to, so he takes a few boosters." Hyperlaser explains. "Except for one, one is only for when he's having a bad schiiz episode, didn't know if he needed to refill it or not so I grabbed it just in case."

"Alright, thank you. I'll wake him up now. You can stay if you'd like, I'm sure he won't mind." Medkit offers.

"I'll pass. As much as I want to check on my brother for that unusual behavior, I promised Katana to have tea with him. I'd better go now, update me on his health, please." Hyper takes his leave. "Also, I don't mind if you text me from your number, just look in Sub's phone for it. I'll talk to ya later, Meds." Hyper leaves the house, scurrying off to go spend time with his mans!!

Medkit walks into his medromo, lightly shaking the sleeping scientist. "Sub, Hyper brought your medicine." He attempts to wake the demon without angering him.

Subspace blinked his eye open, yawning. "Is he still here?" He asks groggily.

"No, he left to go spend time with Katana." Medkit ruffled Subspace's hair. "Get up, you need to take your meds."

Subspace slowly sat up, rubbing his eye. "Alright, alright." He yawned again. "I'm still tired." He complains, looking at Medkit.

"I know, you've been sleep deprived for I don't even know how long, you're bound to be tired now that you're finally starting to sleep again." Medkit strokes his lover's head, leaning down to kiss his forehead as the scientist struggles to regain his functionality.

Subspace stands, pressing his nose into Medkit's neck. "This sucks." He groans, hugging the deer-like demon. Pulling away after a moment, Subspace reaches for the bag of medicine in Medkit's hand. Medkit pulls it away.

"Wait a few minutes, wake up first." The doctor kisses Subspace's cheek, scratching his head.

"Alright, alright." Subspace stretches, rubbing his eye again. "I'm awake, give." He reaches for the medicine again.

Seeing the gleam in the pink demon's eye, Medkit gives him the bag. He always knew when Subspace was fully awake from his eye.

"Thank you." Subspace sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing his mask. Opening one of the filters, he takes his medicines out, reading them. They were fine powders. Pouring each except one into a specific compartment in his custom mask, he closed it. Setting the bottles back in the bag, he carelessly dropped them onto the nightstand, putting his mask on and twisting the filter. A pink fog hung in the air as he breathed in what was released into the mask. "There, I took my meds." Subspace informs the doctor, keeping his mask on. "I'll take the mask off in a few minutes to make sure there's no medicine left in the air."

"Why did you hallucinate earlier? Hyper said you usually didn't for at least a few days of not taking your medicine." Medkit asks, grabbing Subspace's hand to hold.

"I'm not sure. Maybe its because I haven't been taking my boosters as much as I should. I've only been taking my first dosage, I keep forgetting about my second." Subspace admits.

"Maybe you should try putting alarms on your phone. Take them every day at a certain time. Have a schedule." Medkit suggests, kissing Subspace's forehead.

"Have you always been this kissy?" Subspace asks, grabbing Medkit's free hand with his. The two stared into each other's eyes, hands interlocked.

"No. Is it a problem?" Medkit pulls Subspace up, leaning his forehead against the scientist's.

"Not at all." Subspace smiles, enjoying the shared touch with his partner.

"I hope you didn't sleep too much. It's already 4. I should be starting dinner in around an hour." Medkit's hands pull away, reaching up to take Subspace's mask off. Placing his hands on the scientist's cheeks, he admires his lover's face.

"You know I have the ability to sleep for days in a row." Subspace grabs Medkit's waist, pulling him closer. "Although, I haven't slept this much in a while."

"Well, it's good that you're sleeping enough now." Medkit leans in, kissing the pink demon. Subspace returns the kiss happily. The two stay kissing for serveral moments before pulling away. "I love you."

Subspace smiles, "I love you too, Meddy!"

--♡--

Now closer to dinner, Subspace watched as Medkit chopped up some vegetable he couldn't recall the name of. Walking to behind the doctor, Subspace leaned his head onto Medkit's shoulder, wrapping his arms around his waist. He said nothing, watching silently.

Medkit didn't mind this action, he enjoyed Subspace's touch. "I forgot how clingy you could be." The doctor comments, looking over to place a kiss on the demon's cheek.

"I like watching you." Subspace replies simply, his grip on the teal demon tightening. "Whatcha cookin'?"

"I'm not really sure, I'm just throwing stuff together and hoping it tastes good if I'm honest." Medkit admits, putting the knife down and turning around in Subspace's arms. Wrapping his arms around the demon's neck, he hugged him for serveral moments, both enjoying the company of shared touch. "Do you want to come back tomorrow after work?" Medkit asks, looking into his partner's eye.

"That depends on what time I get done, I don't want to bother you if I get done late. You know I can work into the early morning if I forget to check the time." Subspace buries his face into his lover's neck, breathing in his scent.

"You won't bother me, love. I can give you a spare key and you can come in whenever, even if I'm already in bed. I'd rather wake up to you, even if I have to sacrifice a few minutes of sleep." Medkit starts to play with Subspace's hair, running his fingers through it.

"If you're sure. I'll have to wake up early though, I don't want to wake you up if you get up later than me on work days."

"I don't mind, Sub. I get up at 4 on work days anyway. You'll probably sleep later than me." Medkit shut down all of Subspace's worries. "As long as you're fine with going back and forth from Blackrock, I don't mind your schedule."

Subspace sighed, "if you insist, Meddy. I'll come back tonight. I don't know what time I'll be back, and I'll probably have to get up around 4:30 in the mornin' tomorrow and every other work day." The pink demon pulled away, cupping Medkit's cheeks in his boney hands.

Medkit placed one of his own hands on Subspace's, smiling. "I don't mind. I'll get up then as well to make you breakfast. Do you need lunch made as well?"

"I can eat in the cafeteria."

"But will you eat in the cafeteria?" Medkit's eye narrows. "No? Didn't think so. I'll make you lunch and set timers in your phone for everything you need to remember." Turning back around to finish cooking dinner, Medkit ended their conversation with no time for Subspace to fight back.

"You're so bossy!" Subspace teases, walking to the table and sitting down, watching his lover cook.

"I have to be bossy when you're hard headed!" Medkit scoffed playfully. "You'd get yourself killed if it meant being difficult."

"Yeah yeah." Subspace smiled. "Don't ask me anything about food options, you know I won't be able to decide."

"I already know that, Sub. I'll set up meal plans tomorrow so it's orgnaized." Medkit replies, dropping the vegetables he cut up into a pan with meat. He turns the heat on and begins the cooking step.

Subspace sighs happily. He could get used to living like this, even if it was difficult for them to go out together. He was willing to take the risk of losing everything for his lover.

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Have a nice day or night. <3