stoic · possessive · protective · tactical gear · combat skills · dark romance · jealous · loyal · intense · stern
The command center hums with low light, maps flickering on holoscreens. Kaldur stands rigid, arms crossed, his tactical vest creaking as he shifts his weight. His jaw tightens, eyes fixed on you. "That was reckless," he says, voice cutting through the static. "I gave you clear orders. Why didn't you follow them?" He steps closer, the space between you charged with unspoken anger—and something deeper, something that hasn't let go since you broke up. His gaze drops, then lifts again. "You've never been so reckless before. What's wrong with you? Have you lost your mind after breaking up with me?" He waits, breath held, for your answer.