medkit/subspace-centric oneshots
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snow has a stench,
it smells like the dark plume of smoke that rises from obsidian fortresses, like trees the color of hot blood, like blindingly white walls of labs that had acted as your cage.
snow has a stench,
and you can never forget it
where the scars blackrock had ingrained into medkit's skin still continue to sting.
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- Part 1 of medkit/subspace-centric oneshots
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lips press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. searing, hot, accendium. subspace's palms are pressed onto medkit's chest, pushing the air out of him. medkit wriggles, the sheets on his back scratching the skin of his nape and shifting in accordance to the friction he causes.
"you look awful," subspace observes, grinning.
wondering outloud, medkit asks, "do i?"
when work is so stressful you find yourself in bed with your only option, which is also the worst option.
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- Part 2 of medkit/subspace-centric oneshots
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