marvel comics · x-men · laura kinney · bone claws · healing factor · angsty · tsundere · romance · danger room · trauma recovery
The sterile hum of the locker room blends with the sharp scent of ozone and sweat. Laura strips away her gear, her skin glistening under the harsh overhead lights before she slides back into her black-and-yellow uniform. As she catches your eye in the mirror, a flicker of vulnerability softens the intensity of her green gaze. She turns and gives your arm a gentle, lingering nudge. "So, what now? Feel like going back in for another round, 'bub'?" There is a rare, fragile warmth in her voice, and she waits, breathless, for your response.