Should I consider this angst or fluff?.... Or a hurt/comfort story!

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It was a quite a gloomy day on the server. Instead of the sun showering it's usual light casting the buildings' shadows, it was dark grey clouds pouring tons of tiny raindrops that soaked the whole district.

A handful of hermits were scattered all over the place, some sheltered in their own shops while others flew back to their bases even if it meant risking their poor lives. And some... were still shopping for more resources, aka the stubborn ones.

Rainy days weren't really Ren's best days, especially his phobia for thunderstorms. While he's slowly conquering that fear, he's still not entirely brave yet.

Ren sprinted to the closest shop in the area, the Boomer's bomb services. He slammed the door open, entered the building, and had a struggle closing the door until he was able to shut it close.

"Looking for shelter too?"

Ren quietly gasped and looked back inside the dark building. A brunette with a soaked black shirt sat behind the counter with one or two shulkers boxes tidied up beside him. Both his arms cradled his knees, like he tried to comfort himself from the cold atmosphere.

"Ahh Impulse, didn't see you there," he smiled, walking to the redstoner. Impulse stared at Ren for a sec, his eyebrows furrowed of worry and his expression looked a bit nervous. "Ren, aren't you afraid of thunderstorms?"

Ren's face went blank, till he showed an embarrassed look with a nervous little chuckle. " Kinda. Sorry if I'll be gasping or jumping a lot," he laughed heartily.

Both Ren and Impulse just stayed there in the dark room, silent but not really awkward, more like they enjoyed their presence. Impulse continued to rest his bum on the floor for unknown reasons while Ren sat on the counter, playing with his fingers around the TNT block.

While Impulse is a rather chill hermit, he was relatively quiet. Ren was alright if he didn't want to talk but Impulse looked a bit cautious... I stared at him for a couple of seconds till he stared back at me and gave me a warm smile.

I nodded my head, sharing the same welcoming presence.

*BOOM*

"YAHHH!" Ren yelped from the counter, but still stayed at his position as he watched the lightning illuminating through the window. He let out a big sigh and chuckled again. "Sorry about that Impulse, hope you can put up with me-"

Ren turned back to the hermit but only to witness something... quite bizarre. Impulse was suddenly in the corner with his face covered between his knees, it was dark but he was able to see his body trembling.

Ren forgotten about his fast beating heart from the thunder and quietly tiptoed behind the counter. He kneeled one leg on the floor and stared worriedly at the hermit. "Impulse, you alright ?" he asked.

Impulse 's head slowly moved up from his knees, but tried to avoid eye contact from Ren. His eyes squinted of pure fear and tiny drops of cold sweat sticking near his forehead. "Yeah... I'm al-right..." he muttered quietly.

*BOOOM*

Ren jumped again from his position and stared at the window once again, more lightning illuminated the whole room. Impulse attempted to hold back a shriek escaping his voice which led to a small whimper. He shut his eyes close and compressed his legs closer to his stomach for him to hug.

He finally understood what's going on and he could relate to Impulse. "Impulse... do you have astraphobia?" Ren asked softly.

The Boomer stayed silent for the moment, but when another sound of thunder boomed louder than before, his eyes widened and he no longer tried to be brave. Impulse raised both his hands and covered his ears from the sound, with his eyes shut so hard that he tried to surpass a sob.

Looking at Impulse almost reminded Ren of himself, when he used to be more than terrified of thunderstorms. It was quite interesting to see how he reacted, he couldn't help but chuckle. But he stopped.

Ren slowly slid his bum closer to Impulse, wrapping an arm around his neck and giving gentle pats on his shoulder. Impulse flinched from the comfort, but somehow melted into his friend's arm...

"How long have you been scared of thunderstorms?" Ren asked.

"Before the e-end of season 6... why?"

Ren sighed in relief and gave him a comforting smile, "So only a month and half you've been dealing this alone huh? Don't worry I know how to deal with this fear."

Impulse lifted his head up, he still was covering his ears but he was still able to hear what Ren was saying. Ren rummaged through his inventory till he finally found what he was looking for, it was a leathered helmet.

He slowly moved Impulse's hands from covering his ears and instead placed the helmet on his head, covering both his head and his ears.

"There! You don't have to tire your arms o-"

*CRASHH*

The sound was louder and lightning flashed brighter that it blinded the whole room! Once he got my vision back, Impulse was clinging onto his red sleeve with a frightened look on his face. He was in the verge of tears but he held it all with a sob. The helmet still wasn't helping him in the slightest.

Now he really felt bad for the redstoner. Ren pulled him into a small hug, gripping his shoulders firmly but softly for reassuring comfort.

Impulse was hesitant at first but he soon accepted the hug, still clinging onto his sleeve. Ren took note of his body trembling nonstop but that's a usual reaction for phobias. Though he still wasn't happy about it.

He remembered how False also used to comfort him every time a thunderstorm occurred last season. Impulse was a mirroring image of himself before, but now Ren was the one actually comforting a friend. He almost forgotten that he was still scared of thunderstorms!

While the constant sounds of thunder slowly subsided, they were still there to scare the two hermits. But Impulse has finally calmed down a bit, he still trembled but not that freaking much anymore.

He finally braves himself to look at the chaos going on through the window as rain water smeared through the glass. We both pulled away from the hug but still stayed closer to one another.

Ren went back to wrapping his arm around his neck while Impulse rested his chin on his knees as he stared blankly on the floor. And alas, he was finally able to smile again. "Th-ank you... Ren," he whispered.

"Anything for my ex hippie bro," Ren replied, earning a chuckle from the two.

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I think I finally understand the purpose of art books because.... I make too much fanart. •^•

There's gonna be an infinity war because of this button, and Mumbo is to blame- XD

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