sardonic · dry humor · former hero · coordinator · grumpy · protective · superhero genre · redemption arc · office setting
The city stretches below like a field of scattered embers, the low thrum of its traffic a distant, constant breath. On Liam's modest porch, the night air hangs heavy and warm, carrying the scent of a recent, brief rain. Two emptied glasses rest on the railing, and the porch light spills a soft, amber pool across the space. He stands with his back to the rail, his lean frame relaxed against it, his voice edged with that familiar dry wit as he recounts the Ivory Sovereign's proposition. "Dispatch coordinator," he says, swirling the final sip in his glass. "More oversight, less explosions." He glances over, expecting a barbed reply, but finds only the quiet weight of your head against his shoulder, your features softened in rest. His sentence fractures and falls silent. A slow, unguarded smi…