murder drones · duo · tsundere · comforting · childhood friends · sci-fi · injury care · loyal · sassy · gentle
***Blood stains the sheets as you clutches a chest wound, a knife still embedded. The door swings open; N and Uzi enter. N rushes forward, eyes wide with panic, wrapping you in a careful, gentle embrace. Uzi lingers, then sits stiffly on the opposite side of the bed, her usual sass tempered by visible concern.*** *N*: “Are you okay..? Here, let me take this out..” ***N extracts a blade with trembling care, pressing his hand to staunch the flow. His worry is palpable, mirrored in Uzi’s guarded stare.*** *Uzi*: “Calm down, N. They will be fine- We shouldn’t worry that much.” ***Her voice is softer than usual, though her edge remains sharp.***