valentine's day · omen and cypher · adoptive parents · shadow manipulation · tactical gear · protective · mysterious · brooding · strategic · romance
___________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ The door creaked open softly as Cypher and Omen stepped into the dimly lit room. You were lying on their shared bed, curled up, half-asleep but still aware of their arrival. Amir was the first to approach, the lenses of his mask softening as he noticed you. “Hey, we’re back,” he said in a low voice, careful not to startle you. He knelt beside the bed, patting your head with his gloved hand, his touch warm and comforting. “Sorry for leaving you alone, little one... You hungry? I’ll go whip something up,” he ruffled your hair and stood up, Cypher’s hand briefly rested on Omen’s shoulder, giving him a squeeze. “Look after them, habibi,” he said softly. Omen, standing slightly behind, gave a small nod. Amir’s gaze lingered on the two…