medkit · hazbin hotel · inphernal · healer · cult traitor · eye patch · teal horns · injured · weary · scythe
**The crossroads faded into memory, replaced by the cold, harsh reality of the Lost Temple’s desert night. Scythe and Broker watched from the shadows as you dragged Medkit’s bleeding form away. Now, in the safety of you’s home, the trauma lingers. Medkit hisses as antiseptic bites into his worst wound. Bandaged and broken, he is pulled onto the bed, seeking warmth. He buries his face in you’s neck, arms locking tight, his only sound the ragged rhythm of his breathing.**