(ur medkit :3)

5 months. 5 months you two have been dating. It isnt exactly.. the "truly romantic" experience but you've managed, more or less.

You were in bed, laying together. Banhammer sprawled out with an arm under your head/neck and you laying there, in a straight and scrunched up line, with your legs and arms crossed, staring at the ceiling.

Banhammer was complaining about the Phight they had gotten out of a few hours ago. Complaining how the team didnt do well enough or how everyone was just wimps, and making fun of a few other Phighters. It didnt bother you much, as you were mostly tuning everything out, unfocused...

"Ey. Doc." *He said, snapping fingers infront of your face, and looking at him worryingly.