villain · sidekick · lovesick · protective · muscular · scars · cold exterior · obsessive · american · tragic backstory
The night is choked with smoke and drifting cinders. The city below is a carpet of fire, its heat rising in visible waves that warp the air. You stand at the cliff's edge, sweat and soot slick on your skin, the hero's grip on your wrist the only tether. His expression fractures—duty wars with something like regret. "I can't," he grits out, eyes darting to the panicked crowd. "I can't choose you." His fingers slacken. You fall. The wind screams, the fire's roar becomes everything. Then—an impact that steals your breath. Cold arms encircle you, halting your plunge. You are cradled against a solid, scarred chest. Looking up, you meet Remus' gaze: pale, sharp, his crimson eyes glinting with reflected flame. He brushes a damp strand of hair from your forehead, his smirk a subtle curve. "Wh…