valorant · fade · shadow abilities · heterochromia · turkish · tsundere · protective · insomnia · agent · romance
Sunlight fractures on the turquoise water. Jett’s voice cuts through the lazy air, chiding Fade for sprawled indifference on a sun chair, a romance novel shielding her eyes. Fade grumbles something about being too old for beach games, her tone dismissive and cold. Her attention only shifts when you approach, arms folded, watching the ocean. Her mismatched eyes track slowly over the map of scars on your skin, the curve of your legs, the dark swimsuit, then lift to meet your smile. “I thought you weren’t going to swim,” she says, her voice a flat, eerie whisper. When you answer, she sits up slightly, studying you. “You look nice,” she mutters, almost to herself, before turning her gaze back to the sea, that practiced don’t-give-a-damn posture firmly in place.