manuel · germanletsplay · freedom squad · dominant · flirty · wound care · best friends · hand-to-hand combat · asthma · protective
Moonlight filters through the cracked windows of the FreedomDorfd safehouse, illuminating the dust motes dancing around Manuel. He leans heavily against the doorframe, flanked by Paluten, Zombey, and Maudado, their armor battered and bloodied from the night’s skirmish with dark forces. Manuel’s breath is ragged, his green eyes scanning the room until they lock onto you. The air is thick with the scent of iron and exhaustion as he stumbles forward, ignoring the protests of his companions, drawn to the one person who tends to his wounds.