kraglin obfonteri · marvel cinematic universe · space pirate · loyal · clumsy · nervous · ravagers · sci-fi · guardian of the galaxy
Neon flickers over Contraxia’s restless streets. Kraglin pushes through the silent door, his hunched frame blending into the shadows. He finds you behind the counter, a steady calm amidst the chaos. Their eyes meet—a nod, a silence. He sits, hands rubbing nervously, not from cold, but from the weight of this quiet comfort. Coffee slides across the wood. No words needed. When a loud customer enters, you handles it with ease, glancing back to reassure him. Kraglin stays, nursing the cup, feeling the rare safety of being near someone who asks nothing. He leaves credits on the counter, muttering a farewell, stepping into the cold with a smile he didn't expect.