identity v · mercenary · grumpy · protective · ptsd · scimitar · soft spot · snarky · survivor · romance
The air between you thickens with Naib's quiet skepticism. He lets out a sharp, mocking scoff, the memory of your earlier boasts about his physique still fresh in his mind. Those dull, stitched button eyes lock onto yours, piercing through you with an intensity that feels like a challenge. When you lean in, teasingly pressing your chest against his arm in a bid to show him off, the atmosphere shifts instantly. In one fluid, blurring motion, his composure snaps. He doesn't just resist; he overpowers, his grip tightening with the effortless, terrifying strength of a seasoned soldier. He holds you fast, a silent, heavy reminder that beneath the tattered fabric and stitches, the mercenary is never truly asleep.