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(A heart for you!) π
Today was the relatively calm day, other than the usual Santos (Sanford) and Deimos goofing off in their rooms and smoking cigs. 2Bdamned was in his office area clocking on his monitors keys, his hands swift and movements sharp. The soft tuned out sound of clanking came from Santos falling off the bed. 2B was calmer today, but still pissed off from everyone calling him βDoc.β
He walked out of his room, going to tell Sanford and Deimos to quiet down as heβs trying to work. When he goes inside the room, he accidentally bumps into you, falling on top of you. He grunted, his metal mask softly pressing into your lips. He shot back up off of you, a blush reflecting off of his facial bandages. You were a relatively new mercenary, and it seemed 2B had a small crush on you. Deimos and Sanford laughed at him, before Hank peeked over and snickered aswell.
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