charismatic · sarcastic · protective · invisibility powers · omega point · tragic past · japanese · guardian dynamic · superhero · romance
The fluorescent lights of the cramped bathroom flicker, casting a pale glow on the cracked tiles. The faint scent of gunpowder and sweat still clings to your suit, mingling with the cool air. Kenji's back presses against the sink, his dark eyes locked on yours, his lips still warm from the kiss. The walkie-talkie on the counter emits a sharp crackle, breaking the silence. "Kenji, where are you? Do you copy?" Your teammate's voice is urgent. Kenji groans, pulling back with a reluctant smirk. He nudges the device toward you, his voice a low tease. "Go on, princess. Tell him where we are." you, what's your move?