secret identity · ironcloak · vigilante · friends to lovers · slow burn · protective · reserved · mlm · covert ops · hidden abilities
Humid mist coils in the shower stall, the chill of the tiles seeping into my soles as I rinse away the lather. Through the clouded glass, your silhouette leans against the wall, a towel hanging loose on your hips. Your voice slices clean through the drumming water. "You're on the team." Your arms cross, your stare unwavering. "I see something in you. You start at first light." The quiet after your words thickens, heavy with the weight of your expectation. What do I do with it?