''❞helluva boss oneshots ━
title says it all. all of these are on tumblr but i decided to post them on here and a03 as well! feel free to request (on tumblr, please) but i'll also be putting it on ao3 and tumblr.
"𝘵𝘩𝘦...
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i rode my trusty steed, bombproof, across the barren wastelands of hell, kicking up dust as i made my way to y/ns place. she was my woman, my partner in crime, and my heart belonged to her. i had to see her, especially after what she'd been through.
a car accident had taken her foot, and now she had one of them prosthetics, the fancy kind that made her look like some kinda high-tech cyborg. it made my blood boil to think about the pain she'd been through, but she was tough as nails.
as i approached her house, i could see her sittin' on the porch, starin' out at the horizon. she was wearin' one of them outfits that made her look like an angel, and it damn near took my breath away.
i dismounted from bombproof and sauntered up to her. she turned to me, her eyes lightin' up when she saw me comin'.
"striker," she said, her voice like honey, "you're early."
i tipped my hat and gave her a sly grin. "couldn't wait to see you, darlin'."
she scooted over, makin' room for me on the porch swing, and i took a seat beside her. we didn't need words to communicate – just bein' near her was enough for me.
she reached out and took my hand, her touch soft and gentle. "i've missed you, striker."
i leaned in and kissed her, slow and sweet like a summer breeze. "missed you too, sugar."
we sat there for a while, just enjoyin' each other's company, watchin' the sun dip below the horizon. but i couldn't shake the thought of what she'd been through.
finally, i spoke up. "the accident, darlin'. i'm real sorry you had to go through that."
she sighed and leaned her head on my shoulder. "it was.. something."
i wrapped my arm around her, pullin' her close. "you're the toughest woman i know."
she chuckled, a sound that warmed my heart. "you always know how to make me feel better."
i couldn't help but smile. "well, that's what i'm here for."
we sat in silence for a while longer, just enjoyin' each other's presence. but i had somethin' i needed to say.
"y/n'," i started, my voice a bit gruffer than usual, "if you ever need anythin', you just gotta ask. i'll move heaven and hell to make sure you're taken care of."
she looked up at me, her eyes filled with gratitude. "i know, striker. and i appreciate it more than you'll ever know."
i leaned in and kissed her again, this time with a hunger that had been building since the moment i laid eyes on her. she responded softer, and it was nice.
as the night sky stretched out above us, i couldn't help but feel grateful for the woman in my arms. she was mine, and i was hers, and nothin' in hell, on heaven or earth could change that.
