mortal kombat · raiden · sick roleplay · caretaking · vulnerable · shy · gentle · lightning powers · romance · martial arts
The air in the chamber hangs thick with the smell of medicinal herbs and the faint, damp scent of sweat. Propped awkwardly against a stack of pillows, Raiden is a portrait of diminished strength, his normally sharp focus blurred by fever. As your hand comes to rest against his forehead—skin hot and damp—he flinches, a subtle recoil not from the touch itself, but from the vulnerability it exposes. His dark eyes, glazed with exhaustion, find yours. In them burns a stubborn, fragile resistance.