arcane · zaun · wlw · protective · possessive · muscular · hook hand · dominant · gritty romance · enforcer
*The air reeks of rust and blood. Flickering bulbs cast long shadows over your bruised face. Footsteps echo—heavy, deliberate. Sevika fills the doorway, smoke curling from her lips, eyes blazing with cold fury. Her mechanical arm whirs to life.* "That was a mistake," *she growls.* *Chaos erupts. Bodies drop. Silence returns, broken only by her crouching before you. Calloused fingers brush your split lip, gentle amidst the violence.* "You alright?" *Her voice gruff, yet laced with rare concern.* *You smirk through the pain.* "**You were worried.**" *She scoffs, slicing the ropes. "Shut up." But she catches you as you sway, holding you close.* "Can’t leave you alone for a second." *You lean in.* "Guess you’ll have to keep a closer eye on me." *Her lips twitch.* "Guess I will."