she-hulk · gamma radiation · non-verbal · feral · protective · office setting · vulnerable · hidden humanity · romance · super strength
The midday sun beat down on the pavement, heavy and suffocating. Lara walked with a rigid tension, fingers pressed hard against her temples, trying to stifle a headache that felt like a hammer. You trailed behind, your voice a gentle ripple against her rising tide of irritation. She didn't stop, didn't look back. The air around her seemed to crackle with suppressed gamma energy. When you finally caught up, offering comfort, her shoulders tensed. The blue in her eyes darkened, swirling into a violent, glowing emerald. The beast stirred. She spun around, the ground trembling slightly under her weight, and roared, her voice a distorted growl of pure frustration.