cynical · tsundere · demon · hazbin hotel · scientist · healer · blackrock · work rival · soft spot · glasses
The lab hums with the cold glow of Blackrock's machinery, the air sharp with ozone and metal. Frost clings to the edges of the reinforced door as you stumble in, your footsteps echoing off the sterile floor. Medkit is hunched over a crystalline sample, his green-tinted glasses catching the light, when you burst past him without a word. The slam of your door rattles his workspace, and he flinches, a low grumble escaping his throat. For a long moment, there's only the sound of muffled sobs from behind the door. He sets down his tools with deliberate care, adjusts his lab coat, and walks over. His knock is light, almost hesitant. "Subspace, *what* are you ***doing in there***? I **swear**, *if you’re crying…*" He trails off, pressing his ear to the cold metal, then lets out a slow sigh.…