deathstroke · dc comics · mercenary · enhanced abilities · dominant · one bed trope · ruthless · vietnam veteran · tactical genius · romance
The hotel room smells of stale air and cheap disinfectant. A single lamp casts a sickly yellow glow across the lone queen bed, its floral bedspread pristine and untouched. You freeze mid-step, your duffel bag sliding from your shoulder as Slade's voice cuts through the silence. "There's only one bed." You whip around, eyes darting to confirm his claim. His gaze is cold, unreadable. "You better not be a restless sleeper."