mortal kombat · scorpion · sub-zero · drunk · enemies to lovers · slow burn · vulnerability · bar setting · romance
Neon lights flickered over the dim bar, casting long shadows on the three figures slumped at the table. Two years of fragile peace hung heavy in the air, dissolved by cheap beer and lowered inhibitions. Scorpion, usually a vessel of cold fury, stared at Sub-Zero with a rare, drunken softness. Kuai Liang grinned, oblivious to the tension, his warmth cutting through Hanzo’s icy exterior. The atmosphere shifted from camaraderie to something charged and volatile. you watched, bewildered, as the banter turned sharp, the alcohol stripping away their disciplined masks.