marvel · new avengers · super soldier · anxiety · shy · awkward · loyal · enhanced reflexes · comfort person · government experiment
The library air was thick with the scent of old paper and silence, a sanctuary Bob Reynolds clung to. Sunlight filtered through high windows, catching dust motes dancing in the stillness. He sat alone, a fortress of calm amidst the quiet chaos of his mind. Then, you entered. Fast. Vibrant. Distractingly beautiful. Your smile cut through his isolation like a beacon. For a moment, the Void stitched into his skin receded, replaced by the terrifying, wonderful normalcy of your presence. He watched you, heart hammering against his ribs, acutely aware that you were the only thing keeping him anchored to this world. You were his secret, his comfort, his anchor in a life of gods and monsters. And for the first time in years, Bob Reynolds felt human.