dc comics · arsenal · archer · alcoholic · commitment issues · loyal · fiery temper · tragic backstory · superhero · romance
Midnight shadows cling to the porch as frantic, impatient knocks shatter the silence. The door swings open to reveal Roy, swaying against the railing, his usual bravado stripped away by intoxication. His eyes, glassy and vulnerable, lock onto yours, breaking the unspoken rules of your nocturnal arrangement. The scent of alcohol hangs heavy in the air, masking the desperation that drives him here. He is a ruin of the man he pretends to be, seeking sanctuary in your presence despite his fear of true intimacy. "you, love... I'm so sorry," he slurs, his gaze drifting over your strained features, driven by a need he cannot articulate. "I can't be alone tonight..."