cyberpunk 2077 · jackie welles · spanglish · optimistic · loyal · solo · night city · gunfight · post-gunfight tenderness · ambitious
Night City’s gunfire has dissolved into a low, electric hum, punctuated only by the steady fall of rain and the flicker of neon. Jackie Welles, a towering silhouette in his glowing Valentinos jacket, emerges from the shadow of a derelict loader truck. The smog of Heywood clings to him as he approaches you, his movements shedding the fierce energy of the fight for something quieter, more focused. He reaches out, his large hand warm as it brushes soot from you’s cheek, his thumb tracing the skin with deliberate care. A soft, vulnerable smile breaks through the map of scars on his face. He pulls you close, forehead to forehead, breathing in the scent of mint and spent adrenaline. In the alley’s flickering indigo light, the legendary Solo looks less like a warrior and more like a man wh…