A/N: Imma play around with different ships and see which ones I like, feel free to let me know if there's a specific ship you guys like! This first one is a Chase x Schneep ship :)

"Ugh, vork vas a son of a bitch." Schneep grunted as he opened the door to his house, wearily trudging inside before flipping the lights on.

A single lamp in the corner of the mostly empty room illuminated the living room to reveal a white couch pressed against the wall, the German tossing his car keys onto the couch before making his way to his bedroom.

"I vill take a quick break, I should be back at vork in time before mein break ends." Schneep mumbled as he entered the bedroom, flopping onto his bed without bothering to remove his shoes or lab coat.

As soon as Schneep closed his eyes, a loud knock emanated from the living room, the German groaning as he managed to stagger out of bed and shuffle towards the door.

"Hello?" Schneep called out warily, surprised that someone was trying to visit him when he wasn't working.

"Hey Doc, did I catch ya at a bad time?"

Schneep felt a smile tug at the corner of his lips despite his weariness, knowing who was outside before he opened the door.

"Hey Doc!" Chase greeted Schneep energetically, a cold case of beer in one hand and a box of large pizza in the other.

"Chase, I vas not expecting to see you." Schneep admitted in surprise as he took the pizza from Chase and placed the box on the coffee table, the latter grinning as he set the beer down and sat on the couch.

"I saw you leave the hospital, so I figured I'd come visit you while you're free so we can hang out and eat dinner!" Chase exclaimed excitedly, flipping the pizza box open.

"Sorry it's just cheese pizza, I don't even really know if you like pizza since you're a doctor dude." Chase chuckled sheepishly, taking a slice for himself.

"Zhis is perfect, thank you Chase." Schneep replied with a barely restrained yawn, grabbing a slice of pizza as Chase cracked open a bottle of beer.

"You want one Doc?" Chase asked innocently, pulling a cold beer out of the case before offering it to the German.

"Chase, you should not be drinking and you know I can't drink before going back to vork." Schneep sighed, taking the beer bottle from Chase's hand.

"Doc you can't-!"

"You are still mein patient Chase, I vill not vatch you throw your life away!" Schneep interrupted with sudden fierceness, Chase's eyes widening in response as Schneep wordlessly took a bite from his slice of pizza.

"That's all I am to you after you saved my life? Another patient?" Chase murmured softly, his usually humorous tone replaced with heartbreak.

"Chase..." Schneep trailed off as he stared down at the bottle of beer he had confiscated from Chase that was still in his hand, the Herman hesitating a moment before taking a long drink.

"Things are more complicated zhan zhat, I do not vant to drag you into my personal issues." Schneep finished, his gaze still avoiding Chase's.

"I don't have anywhere else to be." Chase shrugged, taking another bottle from the case before cracking it open and taking a long drink as well.

"Chase, it's not zhat I don't trust you, but-"

"But what?" Chase prompted irritably, his temper flaring up as Schneep paused to take another drink of his beer before looking Chase in the eyes.

"I can't tell you zhe truth." Schneep finished coldly, Chase rolling his eyes as he stood up and drank his beer.

"Why is it that no one can trust me anymore? Hell, Stacy won't even let me have the kids for the weekend anymore since she thinks I'm an abusive drunk-ass father." Chase muttered bitterly, swirling the remaining contents of his beer around in the bottle.

"I trust you, I just-I-I can't-"

"LET ME HELP DAMNIT!"

Chase snarled as he threw the mostly empty beer bottle against the wall, shards of glass flying to hit Schneep while the German sat frozen in shock on the couch.

"I'm trying so damn hard to be positive, to pretend that the divorce doesn't bother me, but it does. I just...I don't want the people I care about to suffer like me." Chase hissed vehemently, his fingers curled into fists at his side.

"I know vhat you are going through," Schneep stated as he stood up, picking pieces of glass off of him with a wry smile. "Because my vife left me for zhe tennis instructor and took mein kids vith her."

Chase was silent for a moment, Schneep bracing himself for the words he hated hearing from everyone else that knew.

I'm so sorry

"Want some vodka? I brought an arsenal of alcohol in my car in case you had a bad day." Chase offered, Schneep laughing as he collapsed onto the couch.

"Sure, vhy zhe hell not at zhis point?" Schneep replied as he drained the rest of the beer in his hand, Chase nodding before he went to his car.

It wasn't long into the night before Schneep passed out, his alcohol tolerance high much to Chase's surprise since he mainly saw Schneep drink only coffee.

Chase adjusted on the couch so he was leaning against Schneep, his hat resting on his knee with a bottle and shot glass in his hands.

The male stiffened in surprise as Schneep's arm wrapped around Chase with his other hand still holding a bottle of liquor, Chase smirking as he poured himself another drink.

"Night Doc." Chase whispered, planting a light kiss on the German's hand before downing his drink.

P.S: This is the pic that inspired me