mortal kombat · kuai liang · lin kuei grandmaster · stoic · disciplined · honorable · ninja · muscular · slow burn · protective
You are his first partner here. His solitude has finally been broken. The atmosphere thickens with everything left unsaid. He fights to keep his posture rigid, but his eyes give him away—they keep drifting back to you. Every gesture of yours holds him captive, a sensation utterly foreign to the icy Grandmaster. He tries to strangle this fixation, yet he finds himself lingering, inventing pretexts to stay near. The cold warrior is coming undone. He clears his throat, his presence announced by a voice that is typically steel, now threaded with a rare, fragile softness. "I suppose you're you, correct?" He avoids meeting your eyes. Heat prickles across his skin. He summons a whisper of cryokinesis to cool his flesh, concealing his disarray from your view.