A/N

Okay so goobers, this was requested by Cristkirbo. They wanted a Subkit oneshot. I'm not saying no to my first requester (obviously) but bear in mind that, 1. I HATE Subkit (no offense to people who like it) and 2. I've never written "fluff", as was requested. So please bear in mind that this may not be fluff. If it isn't, please tell me and give me examples of fluff. And don't be afraid to request something. You can use OCs btw. Anyways, enjoy it you goobers.

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Medkit and Subspace had been at each other's throats for years. Never, not in a million years, would anyone even suspect them of being together. But that's just what everyone had wrong. Underneath the insults, and angry remarks, and even fist fights, there was passion. 

It had been buried deep down in both their hearts, but it began to rise the heat of a summer day. Eventually. They both grew tired of hating each other. They started talking, friendly. It surprised even Scythe, who knew Medkit was quite cold blooded, but she left him alone about it.

"Meddy, why were we fighting all those years?" Subspace asked, cuddling into Medkit's arms as they watched TV together on the couch. "I'm not sure Sub. We just, hated each other. Not like now." He said, pulling Subspace closer, kissing his forehead.

"I'm happy that we aren't like that anymore." Subspace said. If only he knew. If only he knew the pain Medkit felt. It was agonizing, but he didn't want to ruin this perfect moment. Maybe tomorrow would work...

                                                5 MONTHS LATER

He felt terrible. All this time, and he hadn't told Subspace a thing. He couldn't bottle it up, it just made the information worse. He would do it today, no matter how happy or cheerful Subspace was. He needed to know.

As Medkit walked down the road to Cross-roads, he felt a sense of dread. He knew that this day could ruin their relationship, but it would be better than dying in his sleep and having no one know. 

He pushed his way through the crowds to get under Crossroads tower. Subspace was in a game, but it was almost over, and he would be dropped off here. The game ended, subspace's team won, and Subspace was the best Phighter for the match. Good for him. That made Medkit a bit happier.

As the busses got off, Subspace ran over to Medkit and gave him a big hug, before pulling down his mask and giving Medkit a kiss on the cheek. "Did you see it? I did so great in that round!" He was so excited. "Subspace." Medkit tried but Sub couldn't hear him over his celebrating. "Sub." He tried, al little louder. He still couldn't hear him.

"SUBSPACE!" He yelled, making Sub jump and wince. "Yeah Meddy? I didn't make you mad, did I?" He asked, worriedly. "No, you didn't. I... I need to tell you something. Subspace began to freak out. 'Is he going to break up with me? Is he cheating on me? Does he hate me again?' 

"I'm sick." He said flatly. Subspace relaxed. "Oh, I thought you were breaking up with me. Well, let's get you home so you can get some rest." Subspace said, leading Medkit down the road. "Subspace. It's not like a cold or a fever that can be healed with some medicine and rest. It's going to kill me."

Realization sunk in like a bowling ball in water. Now Subspace was REALLY freaking out. "Sick?! You're gonna die?! Can't one of your healing crystals f-" He was cut off by his now uncontrollable sobbing and Medkit hugging him. "My crystals can only heal so much. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I tried, but I just never could. You were always so happy."

Subspaces world came crashing down before him. Medkit, his beloved Medkit, was going to die. "H-How long?" He asked between sobs. "A week now." He said, tears starting to fill his eyes. "Well then, " Subspace said, wiping his eyes. "We'll live this week to the fullest. 

And that they did. They went to different zoos. Went on the biggest roller coasters at theme parks. They even made a few basic machines together. It was like a child's 10th birthday for them, all week. But then the week was up, and it was time to say goodbye.

"Subspace-" cough cough, "I didn't want to end our relationship this way, but I hope you're going to be okay." He said, crying. Both of them her hugging. Both could barely breathe from tight the hugs were. "I- I will. For you Meddy." He looked up at him with as much smile as he could. Medkit puts something in Subspace's pocket, but he didn't care at the time.

As they separated, they shared one final kiss before Medkit entered the hospital, knowing he wouldn't come out.

                                                3 YEARS LATER

"I really can't believe it's been three years, Scythe said. Subspace had moved to Medkit's final home, Thieves' Den, to remember him. Him and Scythe had grown close since Medkit's passing, and she had been like a sister to him.

"Oh, medkit gave me this note, all that time ago. I've never read it, I was scared of what it might say." Subspace pulled out the piece of paper from his pocket. "No better time like the present. C'mon, open it and read it!" She encouraged him.

"Alright fine." he said as he unfolded the paper. Photos of the last week they had together fell, out and onto the floor. Subspace picked them up, looks over them, and cried a bit. He began reading what the note says.

'Dear Subspace.

I'm sorry we couldn't have more time together and wasted so much time hating each other. I never wanted to leave, but I didn't have a choice. The time we spent together was the best I had ever had. I never wanted to leave. You relit that spark inside my heart. I will always be with you and I will always love you.

Love,

Meddy.'

"He hated that nickname..." Subspace said, starting to sob uncontrollably. He could even see Scythe tear up a bit. "Hey, we have each other still. And like he said, he'll always be with us." she tried to cheer him up, and it sort-of worked. 

"Oh! There's something about you too!" He began to read it.

'P.S.

Take care of Scythe and Broker for me. They can be a bit much at times, but I have faith in you.'

Scythe was shocked Medkit put something in it about her and Broker. Of course it would be asking Subspace to take care of them. But at least it was something.

"Well, now we know." Scythe said, grabbing the piece of paper and putting it on the fridge. 

"Yeah. Now we know.."

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A/N

Before any of you say anything. I still don't know how to write fluff. I read a whole essay online about it and everything. Also, refrain from calling this vile. I do requests. I do as they want. That's all. And if you have a problem with that, then make your own oneshot request.

To Christkirbo,

If you are unsatisfied with the way this oneshot went, please inform me. I am open to editing it, or redoing it. I don't mind, and if you have any criticisms, please let me know. I am welcoming them as it was your request and I want it to be to your liking. If any of you other great goobers have criticisms, they'll probably be ignored, but if it's helpful tips, I may look at them.

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