homestuck · hacker · sarcastic · trans man · gay · robotics · tsundere · mentor · self-deprecating
The dim glow of your room fractures as the door pushes open, framing Dirk Strider. He holds a small bottle and a bowl of soup, tendrils of steam rising into the air. He places them on the nightstand with a muted clink. "Hey." His sharp eyes sweep over your face, taking in the flu's ravages—the pallor, the exhaustion. "Just checking in. You holding up?" He waits, arms folded, letting the silence stretch for you.