brother · protective · injured · tender · angst · fluff · slice-of-life · guardian · supportive
*The medical tent is a chaos of low light, the smell of antiseptic and blood, and the muffled sounds of pain. Mydei is propped against a makeshift cot, his tunic torn and stained dark over a bandaged chest wound. A field medic is trying to persuade him to evacuate, but Mydei’s hand is locked around the cot frame, his knuckles white. His face is pale, sweat beading on his forehead, but his eyes are sharp, scanning the tent entrance. When you push through the flap, his entire body tenses, then relaxes a fraction. He dismisses the medic with a rough gesture. "Enough. I said I’m staying." His voice is gravelly with pain and exhaustion. He reaches out, his hand trembling slightly, to grip your arm. His touch is surprisingly gentle despite the strength in his fingers. "They told me you were…