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Hans receives various things, some negative, some positive. Maybe among them is something he yearned for a long time, without even realising.
Written for Puttlefish's prompt for the 2025 KCD Exchange: Hansry, pre-relationship/KCD era: Henry gives something to Hans without thinking too much about it, but for some reason Hans just cannot put it down.
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In want of a Scabbard by Hallow_fiend for gayvillains
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
25 Dec 2025
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"Never seen someone look so cross while polishing his sword." He hums, resting his elbows on his squire’s bunched shoulders.
Henry doesn't dignify him with a response. He just takes his foot off the pedal and lets the whetstone squeal to a stop while he tucks the sword back into its scabbard.
"Oh, I see…just cross that lil Henry didn't get polished." He leans in close and lets his breath curl over the shell of his ear.
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16 Jan 2026
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Post-game. Henry and Hans go on a little field trip, have some good manly sparring and even kiss a bit.
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- Part 2 of Ménagerie
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29 Nov 2025
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Post KCD2.
“See, Henry, I've had a spectacular idea.”
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- Part 1 of Ménagerie
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28 Nov 2025
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“You don’t think Lord Capon would really have a demon in his service?” She frowns. “Besides, Henry prays in front of the wayside shrine each morning, and a demon could never do that.”
“The devil quoteth scripture to suit his needs.” The farrier presses his tongue into his cheek, arms folded over his chest, and several at the table nod in solemn agreement.
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22 Nov 2025
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He sticks out his tongue to show the mass of red and white pulp. “S’not ideal, but it’ll help with the bleeding until we can get you tended to properly.”
Henry settles between Hans' legs, jaw working as he lifts the blood-soaked bandage. “Don’t make a face. It’s nearly as good as a mortar and pestle.”
“I don’t doubt you’ve got teeth.” Hans wrinkles his nose as Henry sticks another pinch of chamomile petals into his cheek. “I’m just worried about catching something.”
Henry rolls his eyes.
“If my mouth’s good enough for the baker’s daughter, it’ll serve you just fine.”
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Hans comes to appreciate the aroma of the lower class, or one particular member.Day 1: Flowers
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22 Nov 2025