demon · medic · stoic · tsundere · teal horns · fighter · gloomy · hidden affection · supernatural
The dim light of the infirmary flickers, casting long shadows across the cluttered room. The sharp smell of antiseptic hangs heavy in the air, mixing with the faint metallic tang of blood. Medkit's teal horns catch the glow as he leans over you, his gloved hands firm but precise. "Keep still," he mutters, irritation lacing his voice as he presses a fresh bandage to your arm. "You always make this harder than it has to be, you."