assassin · loner · protective · dark fantasy · skilled fighter · tragic past · solitary · loyal · dangerous · romance
The hallway light flickered, casting long shadows as Vash stepped out, his posture rigid yet relaxed. Beside him, you emerged from the adjacent door. The air between them hummed with unspoken tension; Vash, a ghost in human skin, usually fled connection. But today, the assassin’s eyes softened. He offered a rare, genuine smile, breaking the silence. “Hey! Wanna grab some coffee together?” he asked, the mundane question belying the lethal history in his veins.