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Hermes was not used to Happy being angry. He doubted anyone was really. He took a step back, not sure if he was afraid of Happy at the moment or if he just couldnât stand to see such a close view of Happy so upset. Everything Happy was saying felt like just another blow to the face. Actually, he would have much preferred being beat up again to this confrontation with Happy. He couldnât even snap back with any quick-witted phrases like he normally would. He felt numb, and he spoke softly and quietly, a sharp contrast to Happyâs angry shouting. âCan you really blame me, Happs? How could I not try to protect you? Ever since Nebula tried to drown you in the pool, protecting you is practically all I can think about, and donât try to tell me that it was your own fault. You werenât the only one they tried to drown, and if I hadnât gotten away from Hades and punched Nebula in the gut, you wouldâve died. I can admit that I took it too far when I pretended to be dead to Jessica. I figured that out not long after I did it, but I canât apologize for wanting to protect you.â
Hermes flinched when Happy cursed. He felt tears streaming down, but no sound came with it. He was truly ashamed in himself, and he hated himself for what he was invoking in Happy. He deserved whatever Happy might throw at him, either verbally or physically if he wanted to. âI thought ⌠I thought you wouldnât come back,â Hermes admitted for the first time, both to himself and to Happy. âYou were gone so long, for weeks without a word, and it was right after I took you on a real date. I didnât know where you went or if I had somehow done something wrong at that date or if you went off Antarctica like you had planned to before when we were first getting together. A part of me wondered if you had died somewhere in the world where no one would have thought to come and tell me, because how would they know. When I thought about that, no, I didnât care if I would have died because it would have been better than any day not spent with you near me.â Hermes shook his head and sighed. He knew he had no excuse to justify what he did with Georgette. When he had woken up in the bed with her, he had immediately raced to the bathroom and thrown up, though he wasnât sure if it had been from the hangover or just being disgusted with the situation. âIâm sorry, Happs. She just kept giving me so many drinks, and I wasnât thinking straight. I was lonely, and she was a distraction from it all. Maybe what I need to protect you from is actually me.â
Still sobbing for a few long moments, Happy was finally able to catch his breath. Just staring at Hermes for a few long moments one word played over in his head again and again. âHappsâ. Hermes was the only one who called him that. In all of his anger though, he narrowed his eyes. âDonât....donât call me that. Youâve lost that privilege.â He all but growled, once again feeling a deep pain in his chest, as if his heart was actually breaking. He wanted to forgive Hermes, he wanted to let it all go. But he couldnât. All of these things Hermes was doing behind his back was...too much. And he had let his anger completely take over. âWell, maybe it wouldnât have been such a bad thing to be left there! All of the friends I make leave, and I thought I would always have you but...I guess thatâs out the window now, isnât it?!â Happy began screaming again before he could stop himself. âI donât need a babysitter Hermes! I get what youâre trying to do but...stop! Whatever happens to me I probably deserve! Itâs not a secret...Iâm stupid! Iâm an idiot! If I get in a bad situation itâs my own damn fault.â He concluded, his face red with anger, tears beginning to stream down his face again.
âHow could you think I wouldnât come back?â Happy asked, his voice in a much more hushed tone than previously. âWhy would you think I would actually leave you? This is nothing like Antarctica! We...weâre actually together! And in love! At least...I was.â He looked down not wanting to think much more of that particular subject. âI want to believe you when you say that Hermes but right now...I just donât know if I can! You just...you ripped out my heart, stomped on it, squeezed all the love out of it and now itâs like youâre trying to put it back in my chest and...I just canât do that right now!â Happy began to raise his voice again, getting himself almost more worked up than before. âSorry doesnât take back the fact that you cheated on me, Hermes! Nothing is ever gonna change that or make that better! I want to hate you. I want to hate you so much! How the fuck could you do this to me? Even if I didnât come back...how could you have moved on that quickly?! Do you know how long it would take me? Months, maybe years! But Iâm not even gone for a month and youâre already sleeping with someone else! Not to mention everything else youâve done behind my back. I know you love to try to fix things, Hermes but I just...â Happy paused taking a moment to try to breathe as his breath was being swallowed by sobs. âI donât know if this is something that can be fixed! I canât do this. I canât sit here wondering if youâre gonna run off and nearly kill yourself or if as soon as I leave this room youâre gonna just run to Georgette for a good time. I canât do it anymore, Hermes. I just canât!â He finally concluded sobbing now so hard he was nearly hyperventilating, doing his best to hold on to the wall to keep himself from fainting.
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