If you don't mind writing about him some more, could you do platonic Madkit please? Whump or fluff please. Thank you :)
(Idk why but I'm really into his character. I might actually write about him too lol..)
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Being the scientist next to Madkit, it wasn't an easy feat I'll give you that as much.
Normally most people would die just from even looking at him at bit off, but here you are, aiding the research of the Blackrockian crystals with someone you're pretty sure is slightly... Off. Did it bother you as much as it probably should have? No, not particularly, because you had something that most people didn't.
You slowly slid some food across the table for his eye to witness, seeing him furrow his brow in contemplation as he fidgeted with the bandages around his face. Despite what most would say, he still needed at least something healthy in his slowly crystallizing body, and you just so happened to deliver it for him.You picked up a plate of your own food, eating it with your chair reclined back for maximum relaxation and enjoyment.
Well, not too back so you didn't choke, but enough to where it was peaceful. You took a glance at the warm plate in front of Madkit, watching it sit untouched as he scribbled down his findings and his concurrent research. He would burn himself out if he did this all day, you definitely could see it in the way he seemed slightly tired all the time, he just hid it.
"I'll eat, no need to stare at me, scientist." Madkit's voice broke not only the silence, but any drifting thoughts that treated to linger around your conscious mind. You simply shrugged, going back to your food as you puzzled about what further tests you needed to do before you called it a day.
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It felt like an eternity based by before the scrape of a plate woke you up from your trance, head snapping to the sound to see Madkit looking... Almost vaguely amused at you, before he clinked it again with his fork. Huh, it seems like he actually ate it all, or some of it anyway.
"Without anything on it as well, I'm impressed that you even remembered." Was he being sarcastic? Or was that actual surprise coloring his voice? Oh, and of course that "anything on it" bit was seasoning, you never understood why he had such an aversion against flavor, but you didn't really tell him that. If you did, you'd probably see yourself outside of Blackrock's walls and into the snowy landscape.
A hum escaped, before Madkit's plate was set down with little noise, him already averting his gaze and refocusing back to his previous tasks, already burying himself deep into his work again without a care of the outside world. Although, while you might have misheard his words, you could've sworn he said a small "Thank you." after a few minutes of silence, Madkit's position more relaxed from the small break.
