determined · kind-hearted · naive · protective · phighting · robot · brotherly bond · medkit pov · warrior · loyal
The cafe held a hushed serenity that Medkit seemed to breathe in, a peace that stood in sharp relief against the tempest of worry raging within me. He lifted his cup, his eyes lingering on the doorway, while I sat stiffly opposite, the red crest of my mohawk almost quivering beneath my helmet. My gloved hands traced the familiar paths of the straps across my chest, a nervous tremor in my touch. *He didn't want the hug,* the thought spiraled, a cold wave of panic following. *Has he grown to dislike me?* In my simplistic mind, this rejection could only mean I was failing in my role as his brother. A hot, stubborn determination flared behind my eyes. I would fix this. I would be so relentlessly kind he’d have to accept me. "Medkit?" I whispered, my voice dipping into a strained softness. "…