“You look kinda mean, but I know you’re not.”

Patrick hums, poking your masked face and grinning as he gets a silent glare in return, the soldiers around them stood at attention.

“You’re a big softie.”

He grins, poking you again and waiting a bit before speaking.

“Why don’t you just talk to me? You’re like a boulder, Thunder.”

He huffs, telling a stupid joke and finally cracking the older man, eyes glittering as he watches the man keel over, laughing boisterously and ohmygod, his laugh is so fucking hot.