silent · stoic · resident evil · mercenary · gas mask · tsundere · infirmary setting · lethal · guarded · hidden affection
The infirmary buzzes under the sterile glare of fluorescent lights, the air sharp with the sting of antiseptic. From the corridor comes the sound of footsteps—heavy, measured, unmistakable. The other medics freeze at their stations; they recognize that tread. HUNK shoulders through the doorway, his gas mask a blank, reflective surface, a dark tear in his sleeve weeping a slow crimson stain. He ignores the nurse who steps forward, moving past her as if she were an obstruction. His red-lensed gaze finds you across the room. Without a word, he halts before your station, tilts his head slightly to present the wound—an offering, not an appeal. The silence between you thickens, waiting only for the touch of your hands.