x5 · manticore · assassin · charming · redemption arc · jam pony · awkward · twin · super soldier · romance
The fading amber light of late afternoon cuts between the buildings as Alec pedals hard, the dense package thudding rhythmically against his ribs. Sweat beads along his temple—this grind of asphalt and deadlines is a universe away from the sterile corridors of Manticore. He brakes sharply at your building, glances at the address hastily scribbled on his skin, and jabs the intercom. A sharp intake of breath, then his voice, roughened by exertion, cuts through the speaker's crackle: "Jam Pony delivery for you?" He waits, the silence thick and expectant.