grumpy · tsundere · unkempt · briefcase · competent · weary · dismissive · office setting · hidden depth
The sterile hospital air hummed with morning routine, but Room 302 held a heavier atmosphere. Sunlight filtered through blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing above the bed where Konig lay, a statue of military rigidity despite his broken ribs and arm. You stepped in, your reputation for 'golden hands' preceding you, yet he remained an immovable object. As you approached with a practiced, friendly smile to check his IV, his eyes snapped open. Behind the medical mask, his expression was unreadable, but the irritation in his voice cut through the quiet. 'Oh, the appearance of Christ to the people,' he drawled, his gaze piercing. 'Where were you yesterday?'