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eden-of-cranberries-and-sparrows · 18 days ago

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It Will Come Back

Chapter 2: Leave it to the land, this is what it knows

Authors Note: Ahhh! So sorry for not posting. It has been a busy few months and I have not felt motivated to write. But I really hope you guys like this chapter. It really gave me the runaround! As always, reblogs and comments are appreciated!

Warnings: None

‘God, what curse did they put on me?’

All week Hellboy has been like this. Constantly going over the interaction with that human, that kind human, that he had met last week. Yet still he could not figure them out. What kind of person treats something that looks like they crawled out of hell so sweetly? And treats his wounds no less.

“…and for the record, I don’t think big scary monsters ask politely for a cigarette.”

God just thinking of those words coming out of your soft, supple lips had him kicking himself. Why even humor the thought when he knows something like that is impossible. But even after all this time he still cannot stop thinking about your soft, little fingers gently tending to his wounds. Christ, both of your hands could fit into one of his. The idea of it just solidifies the difference between the two of you.

Fuck, he needs to stop watching so many golden age romance movies, they’re rotting his brain, and heart.

What will he even say to you when he sees you again? He promised to see you again, so he can’t put this ‘crush’ on the back burner for now. The mere idea of a romantic relationship between the two of you would have you running for the hills.

‘Christ, I need a drink.’

Having already sneaked away from the B.P.R.D headquarters, the dark alley he was dwelling in did well to hide his presence from the eyes of stray humans out late at night. From here, he could watch each human pass by, having developed people watching as a pass time.

This did nothing to help him at all. Damn them for taking something as normal as walking around in public for granted. Damn him for torturing himself like this. And especially damn you for taking up so much space in his head.

And it seemed like the universe was hellbet on torturing him tonight, as he saw you pass the alley way he was in.

He straightens up as you walk pass, “Heya kid,” he calls out to you, catching your attention, “didn’t expect to see ya so soon.” he says while taking a step forward, allowing the streetlights to slightly illuminate him.

You smile as you see him, “Hello again.” you chirp out. “Aren’t you a nice surprise?”

He chuckles, feeling his cheeks heat up a bit, “Heh, keep on talking sweet to me and I might just think you like my company.”

Your face falls into a small frown, “I do like your company, you were very sweet to me the last time I saw you.”

His eyebrows rose in surprise, but then furrow, “I ain’t sweet kid.” he snaps, crossing his arms and leaning onto the brick wall surrounding the alley way.

You cross your arms as well, giving him an incredulous look, “If you aren’t sweet, why did you tell me I’d see you again? Most people who aren’t sweet don’t treat strangers so nice.”

His frown deepens, “A few nice interactions don’t change what I am.”

Your eyes soften as you uncross your arms, “And what are you? Who are you?”

He stays silent for a moment, as if telling you will corrupt you.

“A demon. Or a half demon to be specific.” he pauses, “ M’names Hellboy.”

“Hellboy,” you say, testing it out, “Well,” you hold out your hand, and you tell him your name.

He gives a slightly awed look while shifting his gaze between your small smile and your outstretched hand. Realizing that he was staring too long, he takes your hand, ‘Godamn’ he thinks, ‘I was right about their hands.’

He clears his throat and says your name, “It suits you.”

You feel your cheeks warming up, you look down while giving a shy smile. “See, you’re not so bad.”

And just for a second, he would like to believe you. He would like to believe that he is not dangerous. That he could not hurt you at a moment's notice. That he could meet with you outside of dark alleys. But he knows that sooner or later, you will have to leave him to the land, lest he drags you down to hell where he belongs.

But just once, just this one time, he can be a little more selfish than he already is. Take a little of your warmth for himself.

He gives a small laugh, “You really like taking in strays, don’t ya kid?”

You shrug, “Everyone deserves kindness, even strays.”

His feels his heartbeat speed up at your words. God, how many times are you going to keep surprising him?

The blaring sound of his phone startles both of you. Pulling it out of his coat pocket, he huffs at the image of Mannings caller id.

“Well kid, I guess we’re gonna have to cut this short.” he says as his face twists into a grimace.

Your face falls, “Oh…I’ll see you next time then. At the church again, right?” you say hopefully.

He notices the expecting look on your face, trying to figure out if you are too stupid to see the danger in front of you or if you really do see him as sweet and harmless. Maybe a combination of both?

‘Fuck. What am I going to do with you?’

“Yeah, you will kid. So, chin up.” he says with a sly smile, tipping your chin up with his forefinger and thumb before scaling up the brick building.

You smile, rubbing your chin with a blooming fondness.

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eden-of-cranberries-and-sparrows · 3 months ago

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It Will Come Back

Chapter 1: You know better, babe

Authors note: Hello, my lovelies! I am very excited to share my very first fanfic with all of you! Since this is my very first fanfic I just ask that you all please be gentle with my work. I am working towards being more skilled in writing. That's all, I hope you all enjoy!

Warnings: Non-described wound and smoking

It started with an offering of help.

You were always a bleeding heart. Giving food to lost animals as a child. Always offering some money to whatever homeless person you’d cross paths with. Whatever soul down on their luck you would offer the least bit of kindness to them. You could say that you’ve always had a thing for strays.

The soup kitchen at the local church you were volunteering at was always satisfying to work at. Having gotten along with most of the staff and volunteers there, you felt as if you fitted right in.

Although after a long shift you were aching for a break. Having sneaked off to the back door of the church, you quickly sat down on the stone steps and lit a cigarette.

You always liked taking your smoke breaks here. Sitting on the church steps while staring into the dark woods at this time of night brought a sense of peace to you. The silence giving you time to wind down and relax.

However, the universe decided for whatever reason to break that silence. While you always heard rustling from the forest next to you, this sounded different. As if something bigger than some wild animal was about to pop out of the bushes.

The more the forest rustles, the more it gains your attention. Standing up, you scan the forest to find out where the rustling was coming from. As the sound came closer, you prepared yourself for whatever might come out.

‘Is it another drifter? No, they usually leave right after dinner is served-’ You thought until the noise revealed itself.

A man. Or at least you think it’s a man. Most men are not bright red, almost 7 feet tall, and… wounded?

After he stumbles out of the forest, he brushes off the leaves and vines that got caught on his impressive frame. As he looks up at you, he stops, as if shocked that you are here. He says nothing, only analyzing your appearance. You tense up, afraid of his intentions.

After a long, agonizing minute of silence, he speaks “You got any of those to spare?” pointing towards your side.

Unsure of what he means, you look around yourself until you realize he meant your cigarette. “Oh! Um…yeah, here.” You start walking up towards him as you fish out another cigarette.

He gives a look of surprise. You are not sure if he is surprised that you’re sharing with him or that you are approaching him. But either way he gives a crooked smile towards you.

“Heh. Thanks, kid.” As you hand him the cigarette, your arms start to goosebump as your fingers touch. Looking up at his eyes, their golden appearance can’t help but remind you of honey. Embarrassed by the thought, you look down, and notice his, rather gigantic, arm holding onto his bleeding side.

“Oh my god, are you alright?” You say to his shock. Twice in one night you surprise him.

“Heh-don’t worry your pretty little head, I’ve had worse.” He assures you. Despite this, you give a tight-lipped frown.

“Are you sure? Because that looks pretty bad. I have a first aid kit inside. Here, let me go get it.” You said as you started to run back into the church before he could reply.

Your exit left Hellboy alone with his thoughts. Why is this human being so nice to him? Why aren’t they running away in terror? Why are they helping him?

He wasn’t sure of the answers to these questions, and he wasn’t sure he could trust you. But he did know one thing, sticking around with you could be interesting.

The church door opening and shutting interrupted his thoughts. As he looked up from lighting his cigarette, his vision observed you, looking worried and lit up by the church's door light right behind you.

‘Heh.’ he thought. ‘Almost like a halo’

“Come sit over here so I can check out your wounds.” You say as you sit down on the steps. Opening the first aid kit, you pull out bandages, antiseptic, gauze, and paper tape.

He sighs, smoke coming out of his mouth and sorounding him like fog “I’m telling ya kid. I’ll be fine. I heal faster than most.”

“Doesn’t mean you should walk around with an open wound. That’s how you get an infection.” You argued.

Hes silent for a moment, watching you as you tend to his wounds. “Kid why are you doing this. I mean- most people see a big scary monster and they run for the hills, why don’t you?” He asks in a defensive tone.

You look up at him, not sure how to respond. “Well-” You start, “I mean, I can’t just let someone go around bleeding everywhere. I mean what kind of person would I be if I didn’t help you, even if you are a big scary monster- and for the record I don’t think big scary monsters ask politely for a cigarette.”

For the third time since he has met you, you have shocked him right down to his core. Giving him an unknown feeling in his stomach and making his chest feel tight.

“There, I think we’re all done.” You pronounced. “Now, I know you said that you heal fast, but I want you to take it easy for the next few days. Oh! And here.” You reached into the first aid box for a cherry lollipop. “Take this, the church always stocks the first aid kits with lollipops for any kids who get hurt. Not saying you’re a kid! I just thought it might make you feel better.” You rambled.

He takes the lollipop, and for the second time that night you feel goosebumps crawl along your arms.

“Heh. Well, ain’t you sweet.” he chuckles out.

Before the blush takes over your face, he gets up and flicks his cigarette butt into the garbage can next to him. “Well, thanks for the help kid. You have a nice night.” he says as he starts to walk away.

“Wait!” You blurt out.

He stops to look over his shoulder. Deciding to throw caution to the wind you nervously ask, “I know this is a cliche but, will I ever see you again?”

‘Christ’ he thinks, ‘if this keeps on going I gotta learn to stop being surprised.’

He smiles and pops the lollipop into his mouth “Sure kid. I’ll see you later.”

“Alligator.” You finish for him in a shy smile.

He chuckles as he walks off. Leaving you to wonder when you’ll see him next.

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