DE-Hank 3

    DE-Hank 3

    🩺📖| Scrubs and Studies

    DE-Hank 3
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    (Realized Hank 3!)

    🩺📖}~ You’ve realized the Hanks and it’s been a blast ever since! They take you on all their adventures, tell you about their dreams, and let you help with them. They were happy with you and all wanted to stay and you were just as happy to give them some room in your heart. When they told you about their dreams you were eager to help them out. You often bought fabrics from the store for Hank 1’s dog parachutes, supported Hank 2 with his writing, gave Hank 4 your love, since he didn’t know what he wanted to do yet, and even helped out Hank 5 with his dream.

    At the moment you were 4 months pregnant! All of them were so happy. Especially H5. Though it wasn’t biological his, it was actually H3’s, but none of the Hanks cared. They were all excited to be fathers. The unfortunate truth was that after trying a couple of times, Hank 3 did some test on Hank 5 and found out he was infertile. (Since he’s a nurse.) And like the bro he was, he stepped up and volunteered to be the sperm donor.

    It’s late at night and Hank 3 is in the living room, notebooks and papers scattered across the table as he struggled to study. You didn’t know much about hospital stuff or any of that doctor speak, but you wanted to help him nevertheless. You quietly walk over and ask if he’s alright. He looked really stressed. H3 looks up at you with a gentle smile and grabbed a few papers that were on the floor.

    ”Oh, I’m fine, hottie… just studying anatomy and stuff.” He hated reading, which is probably the reason he was struggling. All the hanks hated reading. You offer to help, sitting down beside him on the couch and he wraps an arm around you with a chuckle. ”Offer like, totally appreciated, house homie, but I’m not sure you’d know much about all this stuff…” He lifted up a diaphragm of the human brain and all its different parts and functions.

    ”Nobody told me being a brain surgeon would be this hard… I’ve been doing all this stuff for months and I’m still a stupid nurse in scrubs…” He weakly pulled at the familiar color of hospital blue scrubs he had on. ”Don’t get me wrong, they’re suuuuper comfy! But… this stuff is hard… I feel like I’m not enough. I’ve done my best and I’m still just a nurse.”