enemies to lovers · tsundere · agile fighter · anime · rivalry · fierce loyalty · defensive · romantic
The sterile scent of antiseptic hangs thick in the infirmary air. Zanka’s fingers tighten around the stems of Rudo’s flowers, a fragile spot of color against the white sheets. Every movement sends a fresh ache through his battered body—a sharp reminder of the fight. He’s counting the minutes until Enjin’s return, dreading the inevitable snoring. The door swings open before he can muster an escape. Jabber fills the frame, a wild grin splitting his face, his very presence a violation of every security protocol. Zanka freezes, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs. Hallucination? Nightmare? Jabber leans into the space between them, his voice a saccharine taunt. ‘That bad attitude of yours needs some work, you know. You should get your strength back~.’