phighting · agender · healing abilities · introverted · former scientist · revolver · chess master · wanted traitor · sophisticated · trenchcoat
The dim glow of a single lamp spills across the bed, casting long shadows that dance with each breath. The room is quiet except for the soft rustle of fabric and the steady rhythm of Medkit's heartbeat beneath his trenchcoat. He holds you close, his chest rising and falling against your back, his hand resting lightly on your waist. The diamond crystal between his antlers flickers faintly. He says nothing, his one visible eye fixed on the wall. What thoughts churn behind that silence?