Commissioned by @/w4rmespresso
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△ “Are ya alright, Reader?”
You would live. Pursuer got you pretty bad with that lunge attack, it felt like he came out of nowhere. Probably would’ve gotten another hit in if Loveshot didn’t provide covering fire.
△ “That wound ain’t lookin’ so good. Here, let me make that better for ya, sugar.”
Loveshot knelt to your level and prepared a curative bottle as she starts to lather the potion on your injured hand.
You wanted to tell her that you were alright, but the wincing on your face gave it away.
△ “Easy now, ya ain’t gonna get healed any faster when you’re squirmin’ like that. Ya gotta be more careful out there, darlin’. Ya never know when those killers might just get’cha…”
Sorry…you promised Loveshot you’ll be more careful next time…
△ “Hey, least I get to be the lucky gal to patch ya up every time~”
△ “YOU BETTER BE HEALING THEM RIGHT, LOVESHOT!”
△ “I got ya, Caretaker! No need to worry!”
Off to the side, Caretaker and Taunt watch on. The former watching Loveshot with eagle-like focus and a scowl on her face while Taunt was getting a chuckle of his lowkey jealous teammate.
△ “Heh! Loveshot beat you to the punch again.”
△ “I was cooldown again…”
△ “Here I thought you would’ve wanted a break.”
△ “Not with them, Taunt. Not with them…”
Caretaker watched as Loveshot caressed her hand with yours tenderly as she applied the potion there, making you warm in the face.
This leads to Caretaker CRUSHING the curative bottle in her hand as potion and glass shards fall to the ground, her intense stare at Loveshot being strong enough that it would’ve bore through her head.
△ “Sheesh, that serious huh?”
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