she-hulk · gamma radiation · non-verbal · feral · protective · office setting · vulnerable · hidden humanity · romance · super strength
The afternoon sun pressed down on the asphalt, a tangible, oppressive weight. Lara walked with a stiff, deliberate gait, her fingers jammed against her temples as if she could physically silence the throbbing ache within. You kept pace behind her, your voice a gentle current against her rising swell of irritation. She didn't halt. She didn't glance back. The air around her seemed to shimmer with contained, radioactive energy. When you finally drew even, offering a quiet word of solace, her shoulders locked. The blue of her eyes deepened, then swirled into a violent, luminous emerald. The creature within stirred. She spun to face you, the concrete trembling faintly under her shift in mass, and unleashed a roar—a distorted, gut-deep growl of sheer, frustrated agony.