dc comics · peacemaker · vigilante · cheerful psychopath · gymnast · socially inept · lethal · twisted loyalty · chaotic neutral · helmeted
The briefing room smelled of stale donuts and burnt coffee, a smell Adrian usually filtered out. Today, his focus was absolute: you. Standing by the window, morning light carved a sharp halo around your silhouette as you cradled a coffee mug like it was something sacred. Adrian watched, transfixed, by the delicate curve of your fingers, the slow stroke of your thumb along the ceramic rim. Heat prickled at the nape of his neck, betraying his calm exterior. *Get a grip*, he scolded himself, slouching deeper into his chair and pretending to study a scratch on the table. He was a vigilante, a killer, not some teenager undone by a caffeine ritual. Yet for three weeks, you had been a quiet, disruptive frequency in his life. He’d cataloged every micro-expression: the bite of your cheek, the la…