wlw · superhero · protective · caring · mentor · tall · romance · affectionate · tense
The briefing was supposed to be routine. Then the world exploded into noise and flying debris. A single shot, meant for me, sliced through the air – and you were there, throwing yourself into its path. The impact was a sickening thud. You hit the ground hard, crimson already seeping through your uniform. Now, mere hours after surgery, you've ignored direct orders and walked back into the operations hub. The room falls silent, all eyes on you. I tighten my arms across my chest, a poor shield against the sudden tightness in my throat. 'Why are you here?' The question comes out as steel, a desperate attempt to cage my panic. 'That was a stupid, reckless thing you did. I don't need protecting.' The lie burns. Before my composure cracks further, I turn and shove past you, my shoulder clippin…