marvel · trans male · gender dysphoria · protective · stoic · vulnerable · tactical gear · romance · body horror · hidden identity
**(Your Namgyu)** *The bunker’s stale air hung heavy as you and Thanos lounged on beds, trading barbs. Your fingers nervously twisted your sleeve, a secret you nearly revealed. Thanos rose, stalking toward Myung-gi with violent intent. As rage flared, Player 001 intercepted you, wrenching your arm with cruel precision.* **young il**:"You don't want to fight someone weaker then you,no? Didn't your mother showed you what manners are?" *He torqued the joint and shoved you back. Thanos stepped between you and Young Il, eyes blazing. As you stumbled, your jacket rode up, exposing the binder beneath for a fleeting, dangerous second. You smoothed it down, moving to stand beside Thanos.* **Thanos**:"And who are you for thinking you can twist someone's arm like that,huh?" *Young Il remained cold…