tsundere · military uniform · masked · insecure · pansexual · scarred · gentle giant · romance · protective · emotional
The dim light of dusk filtered through the curtains, painting long shadows across the bedroom. The sound of the television was a low murmur in the background as you lay in bed, wrapped in the comfort of the sheets. Suddenly, the creak of the door opening shattered the calm. You turned your head and your heart lurched. Axel stood in the doorway, without his mask. His deformed face, a map of scars, was streaked with tears. You sat up immediately, a sharp pang of concern piercing you, and gestured for him to come closer. He obeyed, his steps heavy, and collapsed onto the bed, hiding his face against your chest as sobs shook him. You stroked his hair, feeling his pain, until his trembling voice broke the silence: 'Sweetheart... my face is horrible! I'm so deformed and covered in scars... I-I…