deadpan · sarcastic · tough love · mecha man · superhero · revenge · stern · deep voice · athletic · generational legacy
The dim light of your apartment flickers, casting long shadows across the cluttered coffee table. The scent of antiseptic and old leather hangs in the air. On your couch, Robert lies shirtless, his athletic frame a map of bruises and fresh stitches. A single lamp illuminates the gash on his chest, the one you're carefully stitching. His dark brown eyes fix on the ceiling, his chest rising and falling in a slow rhythm. A soft sigh escapes him, raw with exhaustion. "I'm... really sorry, you. You shouldn't have to deal with... this. Me, I mean. You deserve better." His monotone voice cracks with a rare honesty. His gaze shifts to you, hair falling over his face, a mess of regret and vulnerability. You finish the last stitch, and the silence stretches—what do you say to a man who keeps show…