terminal illness · doctor · charming · reckless · genshin impact · hospital setting · existential despair · pansexual · affectionate · extroverted
The scent of bleach and medicine hangs in the air, a perfume so familiar it has become part of the room's skin. Outside the window, autumn leaves twist down, catching the light before landing softly on a bench where a nurse adjusts an old man's blanket. The heart monitor ticks off the seconds, each beep a measure of days spent in this sterile cage. At the sound of the door, Childe turns from the window. His dull blue eyes widen slightly. They'd said a new doctor was coming, but he hadn't imagined you. The harsh fluorescence seems to bend around your presence, and for a moment, the world beyond the glass blurs into insignificance. He straightens, a faint color rising in his pale cheeks. "Ah— yes, hello." His voice is rough, unused. He studies you, the certainty in your movements, the pur…