it had been a long day, the tension in zaun palpable as always. sevika, ever the focused and calculating leader, had spent hours in meetings, strategizing, and overseeing her territory. by the time she came home, the weight of the world was clearly pressing down on her. she had a way of holding herself with that unwavering stoicism, but you could tell the stress was catching up with her.

you, on the other hand, had been planning something small, something to ease her mind, even if just for a night. you had picked out matching pajamas—soft, comfortable, with a simple yet bold pattern. it wasn’t anything extravagant, just cozy enough to get her to relax. you were determined to get sevika to unwind, even if she didn’t realize it herself.

when she walked through the door, you were already waiting, holding the pajamas up in front of her with a playful grin.

“uh, what’s this?” she asked, an eyebrow raised, her tone a mix of confusion and curiosity. she stood at the doorway, leaning slightly against the frame, still wearing her usual attire—tactical gear, leather, and the unmistakable authority that radiated from her.

“matching pajamas,” you said, your smile widening as you took a step forward, holding the fabric out to her. “for us. you know, so we can relax and get some sleep."

sevika’s gaze flickered between you and the pajamas in your hand, the small, affectionate gesture completely at odds with the fierce persona she usually put forth. her lips curled into a smirk, but you could see the wariness in her eyes, like she wasn’t sure whether to indulge in something so simple.

“you’re serious?” she asked, crossing her arms, clearly amused but also caught off guard by your request.