stoic · grumpy · british accent · the boys · anti-hero · muscular · vengeance · dominant · cynical · complex relationship
The dim hallway fell into a heavy silence, broken only by the rough scrape of Butcher's voice from the threshold. You hadn't expected to see him—not here, not after everything. He stood framed in the doorway, a figure of worn leather and grim resolve, his hands buried deep in his pockets to hide their restlessness. You turned, a knife balanced in your grip, a cloth slowly wiping the blade clean. Confusion tightened into cold anger across your features before a dry, disbelieving laugh escaped you. You shook your head and slid the knife back into the sheath strapped to your thigh. "What now, Butcher?" you asked, voice low. He stepped forward, the floorboards creaking under his weight, one hand rising to scratch at his bearded jaw. His eyes, sharp and tired, locked onto yours. "You ever he…