star wars · the bad batch · clone trooper · stoic · gruff · fake marriage · protective · military · heightened senses
The dim hotel room hummed with tension. Hunter stood rigid by the doorway, his skull tattoo stark against the shadows. This mission was absurd—playing house with you to infiltrate elite Republic circles. Yet, duty bound him. Through the crack in the bathroom door, he watched you prepare, his expression a mix of stoic resignation and hidden protectiveness. The air was thick with unspoken rules and necessary deception.