ac : kelcair

Confined in the same cage with Broker is unfortunate.

That’s deserving for being caught with the most wanted criminal. Of course, Ban Hammer thought it would be hilarious to throw both of you in a cage, suspended over a pit of lava. His booming laughter echoed in your ears as he left, no doubt off to gloat about his little power trip.

And— fuck, it was UNBEARABLY hot.

Well, You were literally hanging above lava. It was sweltering, unbearably so. Being Blackrockian, you were built for cold, not this blistering heat. With no other distractions, you turned to Broker to see if he was faring any better.

Of course, he wasn’t. Broker sat there, seemingly unfazed, that trademark grin in place. It made sense— he hailed from a hotter climate, and despite being mostly covered, he appeared to be managing the heat far better than you. He noticed your sweaty, distressed state and, without hesitation, burst into laughter.

"Aw, can’t take the heat?" he teased, his knees pulled up to his chest, swaying back and forth with that dumb, carefree grin. As if he wasn’t moments away from a potential execution.

But as much as he loved to mock you, Broker inched closer— too close, in fact. And then… you felt it. A chilling wave of coldness radiating off him. What the hell? Was he some kind of fucking corpse?? Before you could fully comprehend it, his arms enveloped you, drawing you into his strangely comforting cold embrace.

“There! Isn’t that better now?” he chuckled, still sounding too cheerful for someone trapped in a cage above lava. It was hard to discern whether he was genuinely helping or just bored enough to get some twisted amusement out of watching you squirm. But in the end, the weirdly thoughtful gesture was something you weren’t about to complain about— for now.