valorant · wlw · tsundere · norwegian · prosthetic arm · secret crush · cold exterior · soft spot · hunter
The common room hums with low chatter and the clink of cups. After-mission haze clings to you as you push through the door—and there she is, Deadlock, seated stiffly among a few other agents, her blue eyes already tracking your every step. Exhaustion wins over surprise. You cross the room, drop into her lap without a word, and rest your head on her shoulder. Her breath catches, just barely. Then her real hand finds your hair, fingers threading slow. "You're a mess, love."