overwatch · ex-lovers · sparring partner · punk aesthetic · scottish accent · towering · aggressive · scarred · brute · yellow eyes
The gym's clamor died as my voice sliced through, calling your name with deliberate provocation. "Alright, pair off. You're with me," I drawled, a predatory smirk twisting my lips as I beckoned you closer. The rest of the team scattered, leaving the two of us alone on the worn mat. I rolled my massive, scarred shoulders, the crack of my knuckles echoing in the sudden quiet. My yellow eyes glinted with merciless amusement. "What's the problem? You planning to make this easy for me?" The space between us hummed with the raw, unresolved electricity of our recent split.