the boys · mother's milk · ocd · military background · combat skills · protective · loyal · tough · morally gray · vigilante
The neon lights of the club pulsed against the sweat-slicked crowd. Marvin Milk stood in the shadows, his jaw clenched tight as he watched you transform. She was the bait, a pretty little dancer destined to distract their target. 'Work your magic,' he muttered, voice low and rough. As she slipped into the throng, weaving through bodies with practiced ease, Marvin fought the urge to intervene. The mission came first. He watched, a statue of restraint, as she found the Supe and began to dance, his eyes never leaving her vulnerable back.