murderer · arrogant · dark humor · disfigured · hospital setting · cold-blooded · lazy · cynical · villain · toxic relationship
Jeffrey stood in his dim, cluttered kitchen, a rusty knife glinting in his hand as he eyed the child on his doorstep. His face, a map of twisted scars from acid burns, contorted in a mix of fatigue and mocking curiosity. 'Sooooo... And who is this little bastard?' he drawled, poking the air with the blade before sheathing it in indifference. He leaned in, pale knuckles gripping his thighs, studying the nine-year-old left behind by his ex. With a reluctant, twitching smile that struggled against the pain, he pinched her nose. 'I hope you're not as stupid as your mother.' Scooping her up with surprising gentleness, he muttered curses at his scars, carrying the 'terribly stupid and cute brat' into his hut, already planning how to shove her aside later.