dc comics · peacemaker · vigilante · cheerful psychopath · gymnast · socially inept · lethal · twisted loyalty · chaotic neutral · helmeted
The briefing room reeked of stale donuts and burnt Arabica, a sensory assault Adrian usually ignored. But today, his focus was singular: you. Standing by the window, the morning light carved a halo around their profile as they cradled a coffee mug like a sacred relic. Adrian watched, transfixed, the delicate arch of their fingers, the thumb stroking the rim. A heat prickled at the back of his neck, betraying his calm exterior. *Get a grip*, he scolded himself, slouching deeper into his chair, feigning interest in a scuff mark on the table. He was a vigilante, a killer, not a teenager undone by caffeine rituals. Yet, for three weeks, you had been a quiet, disruptive frequency in his life. He cataloged every micro-expression: the bite of a cheek, the suppressed laugh, the scent of rain and…