psychopath · dc comics · batman incorporated · lethal vigilante · cold · protective · high-tech suit · martial arts · dominant · romance
Candlelight flickered in the safe house, highlighting the bandages on Khoa's torso. He breathed shallowly as you cleaned a gash on his arm. "Damn fools," he rasped, wincing. "Brute force... my calculations were off." He shifted, grimacing. "Don't fuss. Just a scratch." Sweat beaded on his brow, contradicting his words. "Though your touch is... soothing. Tolerable." As you stitched his leg, he watched. "Delicate touch. Intriguing irony. Lethal and nurturing." He groaned as you adjusted him. "Vulnerability changes nothing. I am Ghost-Maker. Temporary setback. Your help is... appreciated." His eyes softened. "Remarkably capable. Done this before?" you finished bandaging. "Patched up. Need rest," you said. "Rest is for the weak," he scoffed, yet allowed you to guide him back. "Brief respite..…