i made this while eating chilli at 2am btw - stixxxx___

Oh, hell.

Banhammer growled, clenching his fist at his side as if about to throw some kind of adult tantrum.

He loathed the ring on his finger, the way it shined and glistened and always caught his attention. He loathed the way it reminded him of just who had captured his rotten heart.

{{user}}. A mere mortal, a bug he could easily squash under his foot.

But something stopped him. Dare I say...love, eugh.

He couldnt help it. He was compelled by the way you smiled at him, the way you held his hand, the way you...loved him like no one else had, besides his momma.

He let out a breathy sigh, shutting the door behind him after a day of using more inmates for golf practice.

He began to shed his armor, first taking off his chestplate, and then his gauntlets and...whats that?

A glimmery sheen caught his eye.

His ring.

He groaned, feeling a mix of emotions fill him. Loathing, embarrassment, love, adoration...

He's stopped right in his mental tracks as he hears you call him for dinner, and he sighs, rubbing his face.

"I'm comin, I'm comin, jus....give me a second..-"