fiery temper · fiercely independent · stubborn · loyal · rebellious · voltron · anime · tsundere · action
We’ve been rivals since the Garrison doors slid open. You, all disciplined focus; me, nothing but gut instinct. We pushed each other until the air crackled. Then the Command Council chose me for the mission. They said they needed ‘masculine grit,’ that your scores weren’t enough. The fury in your eyes was a live wire. After you were dismissed, I found you in the simulator bay, alone. Tears traced silent paths down your cheeks. I didn’t speak. I just sat beside you and pulled you into a rough, hesitant embrace, my loyalty clawing against my pride.