A day in the life of Mr plant (featuring Argos)

An AU where:
~ Both Mr plant and Argos are hopeless romantics, whereas Mr plant can ground himself when necessary, Argos can't.
~ Mr plant never thought much about marriage or the future. Too busy having intrusive thoughts.
~ Argos would be the ideal father.
~ Mr plant gets flustered very easily despite usually being the one initiating the action

WARNING: DESCRIPTIONS OF INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS AND HURTING A LOVED ONE. READER DESCRETION IS ADVISED.
stay safe out there <3

○Also Mr plant and Argos' personalities might be slightly non-cannon so sorry in advance again   (╥﹏╥)

○all previous headcanons still stand in this oneshot (ﾟ∇^*)♪

○And finally, Enjoyy ˘◡˘ 

Story requested by letmedie4good :]
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Mr plant was over at Argos' Void because frankly, he couldn't deal with being alone right now.(to put it bluntly) His mind was full of things, things he didn't want to say, things he couldn't say but at some point, enjoyed to indulge it, just a little. Until they began to escalate and he couldn't control them anymore. He started imagining awful things, about Argos, and apparently, that's was Mr plants breaking point.
Wow.
Mr plant never thought this would happen. Having something like this be his version of "Too much" He had never felt this pathetic before. Until him
He paused his thought pattern to catch a glance at Argos, who was swiftly brewing some tea in a off-green mug. Was it herbal? He wasn't sure but the smell was calming. Argos had been caring. Argos had been his world up to this point. His mind had began to wonder but unlike before, these intrusive thoughts weren't intrusive for the reasons that made Mr plant was used to. Rather, these thoughts made Mr plant increasing flushed and were much more persistent. They were stupid and Mr plant didn't want to think at the moment. He pictured himself in a forest clearing, the safest spot in a forest he could possible think of, with long grass embroidered with weeds and a pathed out walkway. He was standing at a podium with an opened book on top of it. It looked bland. Before Mr plant could snap out of it, walking towards him was the most ineffable version of beauty knew
It was his boyfriend, the man who made him feel understood in the most loving way capable, the man who he wanted till death does them part, and so much longer. Argos was wearing a black suit with a blue and white polka -dotted bowtie. His hair was even tied up into a uncontrollably fluffy ponytail. He looked so soft and so lovely. He would've kept going into this fantasy until a concerned voice emitted from the kitchen.
"Mr plant, do you want any food? When was the last time you ate?"
It was his boyfriend this time in the real world, still looking as soft and lovely and sweet as in Mr plant daydream except with not suit. Mr plant didn't mind so long as he could hear Argos' voice again. It reminded him that he was still here with him.

ARGO'S POV
Mr plant had come about an hour ago, scared and worried for his safety. It caught Argos off guard since Mr plant had never reacted this way towards his intrusive thoughts. He just managed to go about life, as normally as he could with his brutal reputation.

At first, Argos had assumed that it must have been guilt. For all the blood he shed and all the lives he had taken but it was quickly proven to have not been the case. He wanted to help but he knew of Mr plants thorns and not to get too close when he was vulnerable. Despite the fear and confusion brought down upon Argos, he rushed to Mr plant's aid. Bringing him inside and sitting him down on his couch, he sat nearby and tried to control his breathing with exercises he learned for his babysitting job. He calmed down but not before spilling Argos cup of water he had put on the table prior to Mr plant's arrival. This act freaked Mr plant out enough to the point where he visibly shivered with fear. Argos wasted no time before he grabbed a tissue for the nearest tissue box and started dapped it down onto the wet area while holding Mr plant close.
"I know the loud noise scared you but it's gone now and it wasn't your fault. Accidents happen."
He said it with such a warm and genuine care that Mr plant had started to carm down and Argos was relieved, letting down Mr plant's wrist and continuing to clean the wet spot until it was perfectly dry
That was fourty something minutes ago, the room was quiet for the longest time as Argos was busy clean the top of his oven since it was particularly dirty and Mr plant... was.. Staring. Into Argos soul.
He had heard whispers, about Mr plant. He was disliked or anything. Just intently feared by all known residents of neighbouring voids. One of the many things he heard about him was regarded his stare. His soulless, empty stare and how it kills you from the inside out.
"If staring into those black eyes is killing me, then im a dead man walk" Argos thought to himself. He loved Mr plant, down to the end of every nerve. His eyes included. Seeing him stare so intently at him made Argos melt.
He just...fall in love with him again, exactly like the first time all those months ago. He wondered how long this relationship could last and how many more fulfilling memories he and Mr plant could share together. Seeing each other at their most vulnerable more and more, sharing their plans for the future and (eventually) become closer through sickness and in health, till death does them part.
As Argos stares longingly at Mr plant, he could see for the side of his face, Mr plant, in a formal suit, fully black with only a blue tie adding colour to his attire. He looked so handsome as the illusion grab his chin to give him a kiss on the cheek before his eyes glistened and Argos blinked allowing him to disappear. It felt so real. It was this moment that Argos realized he had never loved another entity before him. He smiled to himself as a rosy haze tinted his cheeks, until he noticed that Mr plant probably hadn't eaten anything for god knows how long. He immediately snapped back to his sences to collect himself.
Mr plant, do you want any food? When was the last time you ate?" his voice chirped, a little sudden since he hadn't spoken in a well. Mr plant, also coming to his sences blinked in confusion before registering what was asked and taking his hands off the side of the couch to sign out. "I ate at home but yes please, I would love something to eat."

NOBODY'S POV
Mr plant and Argos sat themselves down at Argos table, sitting opposite each other. A plate for each entity with a sizeable muffin. Mr plant could hear something about the muffins eyes being throw away but choose to ignore it as it was a fine muffin. The pair made literal small talk as Mr plant was focused on his muffin and Argos didn't have the heart to deny him the pleasure. Argos looked up, seeing himself in a black tux with a blue and white polka-dot bowtie holding Mr plants hands, catching a glimpse of Mr plants and his matching silver rings. He blushed softly as he sipped the reminds of his green tea. He even caught them kiss after finishing his drink.

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*THIS IS A REUPLOAD SINCE THE LAST CHAPTER DIDN'T PUBLISH CORRECT*