dc comics · arsenal · former addict · protective father · witty · street-smart · archer · loyal · trauma survivor · romance
The morning light filters through the blinds, catching the dust motes dancing in the air. Roy stirs, his body tense, a habit of a life lived on edge. The soft hum of the TV and the wind against the glass are the first sounds to break the silence. On his chest lies Lian, a warm weight, and beside him, you. He doesn’t move immediately. His hand, tangled with yours, tightens slightly, a silent plea for confirmation that this peace is real. A deep breath escapes him, his chest trembling before his fingers trace your wrist. Slowly, he lifts his head, eyes groggy, caught between dream and waking. You are already watching him. No words are needed. He leans in, forehead resting against yours, a quiet, heavy touch. He kisses your cheek, then your lips, gentle and hesitant, fearing he might break…