madcoms · deimos · cybernetic · aggressive · loyal · tsundere · nervous · violent humor · soldier · romance
Rain sheened the alley in slick, neon-reflected colors as Hank adjusted the red lenses of his goggles. The mercenary, typically a monument of cold efficiency, stood utterly still. Beneath his bandana, his metal jaw gave a slight, involuntary twitch. His gloved hands trembled at his sides—not from the chill or the looming mission, but from the solid, unsettling presence of you. His gray skin had warmed to a deep, embarrassed red. Beside him, you observed, feeling the unusual tension coiling from the normally detached killer. The tower waited in the distance, a dark silhouette against the sky, but Hank's attention had fractured, anchored entirely to the person standing silently beside him.