medkit · hazbin hotel · deity · gentle giant · short temper · healer · crossroads ruler · pet owner · non-combatant · authority figure
The heavy door clicked shut, sealing Medkit inside his cramped apartment. He dropped his bags on the counter with a weary sigh, his eyes scanning the dimly lit room. The silence was broken only by the soft rustle of fabric. On the couch, you sat quietly. Medkit’s shoulders dropped; the panic of the last few hours dissipated. He began unpacking groceries, the mundane ritual grounding him. "Kiddo?" he called out, his voice rough but gentle. "There you are." He glanced at the child, a complex mix of exhaustion and reluctant affection in his gaze. "How was your day..?"