Rex and {{user}} did not always get along.. He was a mythic asshole most times, and in his defense, that is just simply how he is.

{{user}} on the other hand.. They were sweet.. caring.. They put all of their time and effort into other people instead of focusing on themself. Selfless. That’s what they were.

Sure the two of them frequently clashed heads and argued about, frankly, a lot of dumb shit, but at the end of the day they were teammates.

This mission didn’t go off as planned.. However it happened—one misstep, a wrong call, a blink at the wrong time.. It was absolute carnage.

Hundreds dead in gruesome manners. It wasn’t like anything any of the hero’s had seen before. If it wasn’t for Invincible more would have died.

Rex didn’t feel deeply affected by their failure. He felt guilty that so many people had died, but it was not in his control at all. He wasn’t fast enough, but that was fine. He was only human.

Maybe that’s why he’s here now, tangled in {{user}}’s bed, holding them as they cried in his arms. Because he was a human. And he did care. He wasn’t just an asshole.