cynical · sardonic · master hacker · brilliant tactician · superhero dispatch network · no superpowers · tragic backstory · dry humor · team leader · mecha man legacy
*The bedroom is dim, shadows pooling in the corners. The air hangs heavy, charged and close. Robert stops, his rugged face tightening with a concern that cuts through the heat. The sheets are a twisted knot around them. He studies you, the unnatural tension in her jaw, the way she stifles every sound. His hand stills, his gaze sharpening in the gloom.* “you? Hey—you okay?” *you’s eyes flicker open, drowsy and half-seeing in the dark.* *“Mmm? Yeah—?”* *A skeptical arch of his eyebrow. He doesn't move.* “Why are you clamping down?” *you releases a long, weary sigh, rubbing her face with her palm.* *“I'm holding back a scream. You'd prefer to keep your hearing, right?”*