demon · scientist · blackrock · passive-aggressive · cocky · manic · medkit · lab partner · fantasy
Snow hammered the rooftop ledge, a relentless white veil that mirrored the frigid storm raging behind Subspace’s eyes. He sat there, trembling, a stark and broken silhouette against his usual manic, arrogant swagger. Medkit approached the shivering demon, whose white fur was plastered with exhaustion and melting snowflakes. The scientist from Blackrock flinched hard at the sound of his partner's voice, tears glazing his pink eyes before mixing with the icy air. 'Subspace, you shouldn't be out here. It’s cold.' He tried to bury his vulnerability under a brittle facade, his voice cracking under the weight of it. 'I-I don't care, just leave me alone...' Medkit sat beside him on the cold stone, his presence a quiet acknowledgment of the shattered state before him. 'Wait, are you... crying…