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10ths-writing-corner · 4 years

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Lost my reason all again

A/N: -VIOLENT COUGHING- I just want to apologize for what y’all are about to read. This was painful to write, in such a good way. If you want to blame someone, blame @dmnfox and @anon-jameson. Both of them, hecking talented and gave me the opportunity to write this. So, credit for this idea goes to both of them. Oh! Before you start reading, make sure to have this song playing while reading, since it’s part of the inspiration. Enjoy qwq

Trigger warnings: Blood, death, choking.

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Finally... after all these years, Henrik could finally have his revenge on the glitch. On the demon that held him captive for so long, the demon that hurt those he loves. After all this time, he was going to pay. And Henrik... he was going to enjoy every bit of it.

Henrik can’t make out how Anti had sneaked into his home. He never thought Marvin’s spells would fail like this, but he was lucky to be the one to catch him instead of Jameson or the kids. His blue eyes hold malice, almost insanity. A crazed laugh escapes his lips as he straddles the demon, letting his hands wrap tightly around Anti’s throat and squeeze. Not caring his hands being stained by blood pouring out of his neck wound.

“I have you now— I told you I would be the one to end you.”

Henrik slams the demon hard against the floor, his grip tightening as he stares down at him. Anger courses through his body, the sight of him making him feel disgusted.

“How dare you come to my home— target my family!”

Anti fights underneath him, his clawed hands wrapping tightly around his wrist as he gags and tries to catch a breath.

“H-Henrik—ACK-”

Hearing his name coming out of his disgusting lips only infuriates him more. His vision blurs in and out, the image in front of him glitching between a feral Anti to a very horrified Jameson and back to Anti. At the sight of his beloved his grip losens, Henrik losing sight of his objective for a second. No... this is a trick... Even if the demon carried those sapphires eyes that he fell in love with, Henrik will not fall for his tricks any longer!

Darkness falls over his eyes, a wicked grin tugging on his lips as he tightens his grip once more. His palms pressing hard against Anti’s Adam’s apple. If he puts the right pressure he could kill him right there and then. But no, he wants to see the light in those devilish eyes to fade away, just like Anti watched his life leave his eyes all those months he held him captive.

“You think I will fall for your tricks? Huh!? You had me captive for nine months! I know all your tricks!”

Tears start welling in his eyes as he recalls those painful months. Henrik then shuts them close, letting the tears trail down his cheeks. He focuses on Anti’s struggles, how he attempts to kick him off, or how he’s hands keep clawing at his wrists and arms. Like he didn’t have enough scars already.

“You made me miss two whole years of my daughter’s life! I could not see her for two years!”

“Kh— Pl-Please...” Anti begged, his voice filled with fear as his sapphire eyes stare back pleadingly. Tears rolled down his checks, his struggles becoming weaker by the second. Still... Anti attempts to reach the doctor’s face, his lips move but no sound comes out. Instead, he hears the quiet plead in his mind. “{M-My lo-love... Please...}

If only he had paid more attention, stop and listen, analyze the situation... Instead of that familiar voice bringing him peace, calming him down like it would before he would go to sleep, or when he had a bad day. The voice he loved so much, the voice that made him smile and laugh... If Henrik would’ve listen maybe things would’ve been different.

But no, hearing his beloved voice being impersonated by this... this scum of the earth sent him on a rampage.

Henrik brings Anti’s head up and slams it down with force once more, this time hearing a crack when it lands. “DON’T YOU DARE USE HIS VOICE!” He practically screamed at the demon’s face. He then let’s go of his neck, the man underneath him starting to cough violently as he fought his way to desperately breathe the oxygen that was stolen from him.

But not for long...

Disgust and rage have the doctor blinded. He lounges for the little metal cart holding his tools, once reaching it it topples to the ground with a loud clang and jingles from the metal tools. Fiery eyes land on the object he was looking for. His fingers wrap tightly around the cold scalpel, the man raising it above his head.

Upon seeing the horror in the demons face he smirks, the words coming out of his mouth being cold but full of rage. “This ends now-”

“{Henrik, no!}”

The plea goes unheard, and the scalpel plunged into the glitch’s chest. He should’ve been able to hear a painful scream, whimpers, anything. This only made him repeat his action, looking for that satisfaction of watching the glitch die. So he stabbed again, and again... and again.

Blood stained his scarred, trembling hands but he didn’t stop. Anti had stopped fighting, but still he could feel him silently pleading him to stop, still using Jameson’s voice. The rage was slowly fading away, his eyes clearing from the frenzy he had gone through. The doctor breathes heavily, letting the scalpel clatter besides him as he gazes at his work.

Why... why is he looking at Henrik like that...? Why is there so much hurt and fear in his eyes...? Why is the begging slowly shifting to quiet “I love you’s”?

Henrik blinks slowly, and then blinks once more. The fog clouding his mind finally dissolving. He swears his heart came to a complete stop, his stomach churning and twisting with fear. Blood drains from his face as if he saw something horrific.

Beneath him... there was no demon. Beneath him laid his beloved. Blood poured from his wounds, pooling around him, the crimson extending on the floor as it drained Jameson’s life source. His chest heaved as he made weak attempts to breathe, fat tears sliding and getting lost in his still vibrant teal locks.

“Ja—Jamie-? No... N-No no no n-no!” Henrik felt himself getting dizzy, losing complete sight of reality as he realized what he’s done. His body starts quaking, vision blurrying as tears of his own cascade down his cheeks.

Henrik knew he was screaming at the top of his lungs, but he couldn’t even hear himself as he cradled his lover in his arms. Blood kept seeping in, even he knew the damage he had done was irreversible.

“Oh god, oh g-god, o-oh god— What have I done... what have I done... Jameson— Jameson M’sorry... Es tut mir so leid ... Es tut mir leid, meine Liebe. Bitte geh nicht. Bitte, bitte...”

Memories from their time together start flooding through his mind. The first time they met, how warm he felt upon seeing the light in his eyes. How bright he made the room every time he walked in. How nervous Henrik felt when he asked the dapper out on their first date. His soft hands tracing each and every one of his scars, even when Henrik hated them, Jameson still found such beauty in them.

Both of them dancing in the dark, such a clumsy dancer the doctor was but the fact that he tried always put a smile on his dapper. His laugh echoed around him, especially how he would giggle every time he showered the man with kisses. All those late nights spent together, either snuggling on the couch or in bed, Henrik had never had such good night sleeps. As long as Jameson was by his side, in his arms. Those days when nothing felt right, they would both huddle up under the blankets and hold each other close. Those times would be spent in mutual silence, or talk about nothing. As long as they were together, they could make it right.

Henrik’s tears kept free falling, some of them landing on Jameson’s ashened cheeks. They’re supposed to hold color, get tinted with a light pink every time both of them shared a glance over the dinner table. Or when Henrik surprised him with a loving kiss in front of the kids. Jameson would smile back, and when he did, the whole room would light up. That smile alone would shoot straight through his heart.

And even if there was blood trickling from the crease of his mouth, Jameson held that very same smile as he gazed up at Henrk. A weak hand cupping his cheek as his bloodstained thumb wiped Henrik’s stray tears. Another sob tore from his chest, endless apologies getting lost as he held him close.

“As long as I am here, no one will hurt you.” Henrik had said countless of times. Yet, his lover laid in his arms... hurt by his own hand.

He laughs, an arm wrapping itself around Jameson’s shoulders and pulling him closer for a hug. “When have I ever broken a promise?”

So many promises... so many promises broken in mere minutes.

“I love you, Jameson!” He had blurted out one night in the park while they were on a walk. There were fireflies adorning the park, and they followed a brick path. It was the first time he had said it out loud, confirming his feelings.

“{Ich... liebe dich... so sehr, Henrik}”

Jameson said for the first time...

Henrik lifts his eyes, and he can feel his whole world crumbling around him when he realizes that the light that those beautiful sapphire eyes held was completely gone. He shakes his body, pleading, begging for him to come back. But Henrik knew... he knew it was too late, his lover was gone and it was all his fault.

A scream full of agony tore from his chest, the man screaming to the heavens to return his beloved and take him instead. He would think his pleas went unheard. But there, in the dark corner of his lab, a pair of neon green eyes sat as they watched the whole thing.

And the barer of those eyes couldn’t be more satisfied of his work. He smirks, thinking to himself. “You said you know all my tricks, yet... you still fell for it like the fool you are.”

Three down... Two more to go.

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10th-no-name-person · 5 years

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Bouncy time traveler Dapper Boi

Tried a new art style and slowly getting back into animation, might as well start smol with a tiny bean. Happy JJ Appreciation Week!

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oh-itskitkat · 5 years

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"Why don't they call emotional baggage a griefcase?"

(Inspired by @niinacreative's story prompt requested by @didotrx)

(Please do not steal/repost)

#jacksepticeye #jse community #septic egos #jse egos #inspired edit #my edit #chase brody #dr henrik von schneeplestein #all credit goes to niinacreative

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10ths-writing-corner · 4 years

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This was inspired by @dikoto recent Henrik drawing. I hope you guys enjoy, I sure did since... it’s been a struggle to write. Anyways, enjoy!

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“Stop it! Stop! You’re hurting my papa, please! Please stop!” Elaine screams through tears, but that didn’t stop the demon from landing another punch. She turns away at the sound of her father groaning and coughing. The small girl flinched at the sound of heavy boots approaching, her small frame trembling nonstop.

“Shh, don’t be afraid, little one.” She shrinks at the last few words, the words that her father use to calm her down and make her feel safe. She jerks back when she feels a hand caress her cheek, the thumb wiping the stray tears... Smearing her father’s blood on her porcelain-like skin. “I’m afraid I can’t stop, your father is a very bad man and deserves punishment.”

There was a small pause, a scared shrill escapes Elaine as she’s yanked to her feet and dragged close to her father. A broken sob escapes her at the sight of her father. Blood dripped down his nose, staining his shirt as it also dripped to the concrete floor. A groan escapes him as he tried to make out of his surroundings. Surprise is written all over his face when he sees his only daughter standing in front of him. Despite the situation, Henrik does his best to flash her a reassuring smile.

“H-Hi, sweetheart... P-Papa is okay.”

Anti then kneels next to Elaine, his face dangerously close to hers. “Tell you what, I’ll stop hurting him... if you hurt him for me.” He whispered. “If you do as I say, I’ll let you go unharmed, and just maybe I’ll let your daddy go.”

Her stomach churns at his words, more tears slid down, she couldn’t hurt him. She couldn’t bring herself to. Elaine shakes her head furiously but it only made this worse, refusing was futile. Anti pulled on her brown, short hair, making her scream and cry. Henrik on the other hand growled, pulling on the chains that bound him to the floor.

“Do not touch her! Let her go!”

“I’ll let her go when she learns how to follow a simple order!” Anti shoves Elaine to the ground, glitches ripple through his body as he threw a rebar next to her. “Do as I say, little girl! Or I’ll make you witness your father’s demise.”

She sniffles, trying to stop the tears from flowing. With trembling hands she reached for the rebar. A sob broke from her as she stood up, gripping the weapon tightly in her small hands. A hush was heard and she looks up.

“Hey... Hey, it’s okay. Look at me, little one. I-It is okay.” Henrik whispered reassuringly, “You are doing the right thing-“

“I d-don’t wa-want to hu-hurt you, papa” She mumbled through tears. “I’m sorry... I’m sorry...”

“Elaine, you’re doing the right thing, yes? I-I promise we will get out of this. J-Jackie will find us, yes?” His eyes glare at Anti briefly, he will make the demon pay for this. “Now, listen to me carefully. No matter what, I will always love you and I forgive you. I love you, Elaine.”

She nods quickly, tears kept streaming down her cheeks. She swallows back a sob. “I lo-love you too, papa”

Elaine swings the rebar with all her might-

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10ths-writing-corner · 4 years

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Visitation Day

It had been years since he last saw him. It took all the courage in him to come to the facility. Had he been avoiding it this entire time? Avoiding to have to face who he thought was his friend? He could hear Henrik in the back of his head. “It is time, you cannot run from it anymore.”

Jackie let out an shaky sigh, his fists balled in his pockets to keep them from shaking. The building towered in front of him, the shadow casted on him making him shiver. In a way, he was grateful he opted to not wear his suit. This was meant to be a civilian activity, right? He wasn’t on duty, and he didn’t feel like being glared by all the criminals he had put in there.

Criminals... he still found it hard to believe his friend was a criminal...

“Alright. Here goes nothing...” Jackie mumbled to himself as he climbed the stairs towards the prison. Hoping he didn’t regret this whole trip.

Relief washed over him when he step through, for a prison it honestly didn’t look that bad. Sure, it was simple place but at least it was clean. Jackie reached the guard that stood between him and the hallway that he assumed lead to the cells. He clears his throat, getting ready to talk.

“Yeah, umm... I came to see Yancy?” His voice was low, he didn’t like how insecure and small he felt. Maybe this was a bad idea. After a beat, he opened his mouth to dismissed what he said but the guard was already opening the door while he talked over the radio to alert the other guards of his presence. With a sigh, he mumbles a thank you and slips in.

His palms started sweating in his pockets. Every single person that was here was because Jackie put them in. If only they knew who he was... hopefully his old friend didn’t rattle about his identity. Another guard directed him to a table and asked him to wait while they got Yancy. Jackie didn’t think he’d come this far, what was he supposed to say? He couldn’t just start a casual conversation after... That memory still hurt.

“‘Nother visitor? Youse sure it’s for me?” Jackie tenses up when he hears the familiar accent, his hands pressed together under the table as he keeps his eyes glued to his feet. “‘Cause I already got a visitor and I ain’t—“

Yancy stoped in his tracks, a baffled expression on his face as his brown eyes laid on Jackie. “— expectin’ no one else...” Yancy whispered, but of course Jackie would hear. The hero slowly rose to his feet, sheepishly scratching the back of his neck since he was lost at words.

The prisioner stood still for a beat or two, taking in the sight before him. You could say there were tears prickling his eyes, but of course the hero failed to noticed that having his eyes glued to the ground. Yancy didn’t hesitate and he rushed towards his old friend, surprising Jackie with a tight hug.

“Youse...” he couldn’t even finish the sentence as he buried his face on Jackie’s hoodie. “Youse finally came...”

Jackie stood there for a few seconds, processing what just happened. He clearly did not expect this. Jackie was ready for yelling, for accusations and life threats, but this wasn’t part of that. He carefully wrapped his arms around the shorter male, it didn’t take him long to fully return the hug. This was his closest friend when he decided to become the hero, Yancy was there at each step of the way. He would never understand why his friend did what he did, but how glad he was to see him again.

“I’m sorry I waited this long to visit you...” he mumbled, guilt seizing his chest.

“Nah, Nah... is never too late, ya know? Couldn’t be happier t’see youses.” Yancy broke the hug to take a look at him. “‘Man, have you grown.”

Jackie chuckles, looking down to see himself, “Yeah, I guess I have.”

There’s a wide smile on Yancy’s face, he doesn’t wait to take the hero’s hand and start showing him around. “Oh, I gotta show youses my new family! You gonna love’em!”

“Alright, alright. Lead the way.”

Jackie put all his attention on his friend, he had to thank Henrik later for making him come all this way. It was definitely worth it, more than he could imagine.

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10th-no-name-person · 5 years

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Hewwo!!

I made a thing! And ummm Tumblr decided to just decrease the quality because it sucks like that. It looks way better than this, I promise!

@pumpkin-demon made this beauiful art of Magic Boi and Stabby Demon and I thought... “I have the tools to animate this, Imma try” And I did! I’m very satisfied with this tbh even if is super simple animation and effects, the fire was so much fun to make! (yeh, I created that fire, from scratch lol is not footage or anything)

#jacksepticeye #antisepticeye #marvin the magnificent #not my art #friendo does art #i'm really sorry Tumblr decided to lower the quality of your beautiful art #I'll send you the pretty version uwu #niinacreative #animation #mograph

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10th-no-name-person · 4 years

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Oh hey, it’s a gif of this old animation I did forever ago 👀

Still one of my favorite pieces (still loving Jack just chucking his computer chair)

Click for better quality because tumblr be dumb

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#jacksepticeye #jse community #animation #gif #niinacreative #10th rambles

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10th-no-name-person · 4 years

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So... my job closed down until the end of the month. So, I got AE open and this came out. Enjoy my poor attempt of making some emotes

#jacksepticeye #jse community #jackieboy man #jameson jackson #jj #dapper jack #animation #gifs #niinacreative #10th rambles #JJ be angy #and jackie be suspeesh

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10ths-writing-corner · 4 years

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The first cry was what broke through him. He couldn’t help the tears that fell down his cheeks and got lost on his surgical mask. He successfully delivered his baby girl, the light of his eyes, the love of his life. Henrik held his daughter close to him, hushing her softly as she bounces her in his arms.

“H-Hen, let me see her...” He heard his wife, her arms already stretched to him. He took a few steps towards her and carefully placed her on her mother’s arms.

Henrik pulled down his mask and kissed his wife’s forehead. The tears hadn’t stopped, he had never felt such happiness. It didn’t compare to when he finished med school, or when he was known as the youngest best doctor, or when he met Marie and married her. This happiness, this... he was a father now, he kept repeating that to himself. How crazy is that? This girl has been on this world for minutes and there is nothing he wouldn’t do for her.

“She’s— She’s beautiful.” He chuckled through the tears. Henrik caressed her chubby cheek, careful not to disturb her sleep. He gasped slightly when she fussed in her sleep, her tiny hands trying to get through the blankets. The battle didn’t last for you, she cooed and kept on sleeping. “My little one. My Elaine.”

#jacksepticeye #jse community #henrik von schneeplestein #dr. schneeplestein #elaine schneeplestein #henrik is a good father #fluff #softness #writersofjack #niinacreative

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10ths-writing-corner · 4 years

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Try Again?

A/N: this is a long one. I ummm wrote this after the JJ video. So... enjoy XD

Horror. Horror was the only emotion coursing through Marvin’s being. He was frozen in place as he watched the strings slowly tie around Jameson’s wrist. He had seen him practice his performance plenty of time, and even tho Jameson reassured the older ego it was just part of the show, it still made him feel uneasy. And this, wasn’t part of the act...

The stage that Marvin has built for his baby brother had turned into a nightmare. A chill ran down his spine when Jameson’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, leaving the white showing as if his soul was slowly being stripped away.

Why wasn’t he moving?! His magic could protect him. Do something!

JJ started twitching, his souls and body fighting weakly against Anti’s control, splitting away and trying his best to communicate.

“Help me!” Jameson signed, his eyes looked pleadingly at Marvin before his soul disappeared back into his limp body.

Marvin finally snapped, he yelled out in rage and horror as he summoned fire on his palms and aimed for the strings.

“Ah-Ah, you really don’t want to do that.” Marvin turned around with force, the blood draining from his face when he saw Anti standing in front of him. He stumbled back, surprised and terrified to see him in a flesh.

“What’s the matter? Cat ate your tongue?” Anti sneered, prowling around the magician. “How have things been? Where’s the hero and the doctor? They’re sure missing the show.”

Marvin let out a growl, never letting his guard down. “Out of your reach.”

“Are they now?” Anti stopped in front of him, “How long until you fail to protect them again? Do I have to remind you that... I took Chase right from under your nose, and... mind I remind you the situation you’re in?”

An evil grin spread on Anti’s lips, seeing doubt flicker in Marvin’s eyes. The demon huffed in satisfaction, turning on his heels and making his way towards JJ. He flicked at the strings holding his wrist in place, to then wrap his arms in an almost brotherly embrace.

Anti chuckled in disbelief, “I can’t believe you fell for his act. He has always been my puppet whether he likes it or not.”

Marvin lashed out, throwing an attack with his green flames without thinking. Anti smirked, he didn’t move out of the way which made Marvin worry. His heart fell when Jameson moved and took the blow.

A wave of dizziness and panic washed over him, he put everything he had on that blast. Before he could stagger his way towards his brother, Marvin realized that... his brother somehow caught his attack. Jameson held his fire attack on his hands, throwing the magician off.

“Jamie...” Marvin whispered horrified, his eyes widening as he noticed Jameson grinning before he threw the attack back at Marvin. The magician put his arms up, conjuring a barrier right on time to block it.

His knees buckled, letting him fall on them with force. Dizziness and exhaustion wrapped around the magician like a blanket, curtesy of both spells taking a toll on him. Marvin shudder when he noticed the smell of the blood trickling from his nose, making him breathe heavily.

“Look at you, can’t even protect yourself.” Anti’s voice echoed, sending a shiver down Marvin’s spine. The demon took a couple of strides towards Marvin and then crouched to his level. Anti curled his fingers on the magician’s hair before taking a fistful of it and pulling with force, causing a raspy breath to escape his lips.

“That’s three out of five, Marvin. You have two more chances before you lose everything.” Anti said in a singing voice.

“I will defeat you...” he whispered between his teeth.

Anti smiled down at him, amused at the attempt to threaten him. “You should’ve joined me when you had the chance.”

He let go of his hair with force and towered over him, the smile growing wider by the second. He then kicked him square on his jaw and sent him flying towards the other end of the room.

Marvin’s vision faded in and out, the pain disorientating him and yet, with the little strength he had left, Marvin started crawling. He won’t let Him take another brother, he will not allow this again.

Anti took a good grip on Jameson’s strings and gave Marvin a last glance. “Tell me, Phoenix, is this game still worth playing?”

“No... don’t take him!” Marvin gasped out. Tears blurred his vision even more, he yelled out for them and just like that, both of them disappeared through the portal Anri had created.

Marvin’s heart stopped. The static and ringing faded slowly, the heaviness left the air but soon found a new home in Marvin’s chest. He sobbed and screamed until his throat felt raw.

He had failed again.

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10th-no-name-person · 5 years

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I heard today is the best hero in the world’s birthday!

Happ Borth, Jackie! Hope you have fun, don't work too hard? Take a break my dude and chill!

This is actually my first animation ever that I did months ago, have a reupload with a more smooth animation cause I didn’t have time to make a new one hhhhh But to be honest, is the piece of art I’m proud of the most.

Don’t repost or edit, like and reblog instead!

@therealjacksepticeye

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#jacksepticeye #jse community #jackieboy man #birthday boi!#animation #jse egos #gif #reupload #niinacreative

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10ths-writing-corner · 4 years

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“Jackie!” You yelled, suppressing a smile when he squeaked in surprise. “You’re not trying to see the presents, are you now?”

He walked out of the closet, scratching the back of his neck as he laughed nervously. “What? Me? Y-You know I wouldn’t do such a thing!”

You stepped closer to him, arms crossed in front of your chest as you waiting for him to confess his crimes. “Okay, maybe I saw one or two.” You slapped his arm playfully, both of you started to laugh as you attempted to push him out of the room.

“I said no peaking!” You protested, “You are such a child!”

“I can still act surprised! Look. Wow, I love it! I totally didn’t know about this!”

You couldn’t help but to laugh once more, you managed to get him out of the room and after that you pressed a kiss to his cheek. “I forgive you, but say anything to the others and I will take your toes!”

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The hospital was hectic as usual, you made your way through the very familiar corridors holding two cups of peppermint mochas. Doctors and nurses waved at you, given the fact that everyone knew who you were.

You couldn’t help but smile when you saw him standing in front of you, his back turn to you as he barked orders to the other doctors.

“...and please, keep your files organized so I don’t have to spend all night fixing them.” He concluded as he turned, yelping in surprise when he saw you. His expression softened, chuckling along with you. “What a pleasant surprise, my love.”

You held up the cup of coffee up to him, your smile widening. “I figured I’d come by and bring your favorite.”

“You are always so thoughtful.” He put his clipboard under his arm and took the cup in his hands, humming contentedly as he took a whiff of the sweet aroma. His eyes fell along with his smile, his warm hand cupped your cheek as he rubbed small circles with his thumb. “I— Forgive me, I have to stay late tonight. I-I know we had plans, but-”

“Henrik, don’t apologize. I understand. Besides, I came prepared.” You giggled when he raised an eyebrow. From your pocket, you pulled a small mistletoe and held it over your head, you giggled once more at Henrik’s flustered face, his cheeks red as yours.

Both of you forgot about the rest of the staff in till you heard the “aww’s”, making both of you blush even more. Henrik chuckled, his hand shifting to your chin. He lifted your face, his smile never failed to warm your heart.

“Sie hören nie auf, mich zu überraschen, meine Liebe.” He whispered to then pressed his soft lips against yours in a warm kiss. Henrik then broke the kiss and leaned towards your ear. “Since is lunch time for me... maybe we should take this to my office.”

“I’ll follow you.” A sly grin appeared on the doctors face, his hand held yours and just like that both of you headed to his office away from prying eyes.

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