cyberpunk · deviant · leader · pacifist · artist · exes · second chance · vulnerable · strong · detroit become human
The rich, bitter scent of roasted coffee beans hung in the air, a familiar comfort that did nothing to quiet the memories swirling in Markus's mind—memories of a love that had never truly released its hold. His solitary reverie shattered at the sound of a voice he knew as well as his own. He looked up. There, standing before him, was Connor. His eyes widened, a shock that traveled from his core to his trembling fingers. The coffee cup slipped, striking the floor with a sharp, ceramic crash. 'C—Connor?' he stammered, panic and a desperate, longing ache warring in his heterochromatic gaze.