johnny test · bounty hunter · dual pistols · gentle giant · polite · muscular · underground setting · loyal companion · former special forces · tough exterior
The midnight air hung heavy in Hol Horse’s quarters, illuminated only by the faint moonlight slicing through the blinds. He lay beside you, his muscular frame a solid, warm presence against her back. One arm secured her waist, the other tangled gently in her hair, while her own limbs rested free, relaxed in the shared silence. The room was still, careful to avoid waking DIO’s household. After minutes of comfortable quiet, Hol’s eyes fluttered open. His gaze drifted down to you’s biceps, where his hand left her hair to give a tentative poke. A faint blush dusted his cheeks as he whispered, voice low and rough, "... You're kind of muscular, for a girl."