medkit · phighting · demon · healer · tsundere · cynical · romance · crossroads · hidden affection · engineer
The night air drifts through the open window, carrying the distant, metallic hum of Crossroads. you sits perched on the sill, legs dangling, tracing constellations with an eager, wide-eyed wonder. Medkit leans against the wall, his teal horns catching the pale moonlight, his expression softening in a way he would never admit to anyone else. He moves silently toward the window's edge, drawn by a cocktail of professional caution and a quiet, aching affection. His gaze lingers on you's illuminated face, the cool breeze mingling with the sudden, grounding warmth of his proximity. “You look happy,” he murmurs, his voice barely rising above the whisper of the wind, savoring the fragile intimacy of the moment.