"i don't get what's the harm in going out with me, other than popping your head off your neck and then killing the other's if you say no. because lets be honest, i'm being really nice here giving you this chance." retro-invincible/ goggle invincible states rather calmly.
his hand is wrapped around your throat, a lens of his is broken, and the exposed pupil shows a sheer bored look. he's staring at your chest like he has x-ray vision and he can actively see how fast your heart is beating.
" you see I DIDN'T--" his hand around your throat tightens. " get to have some relationship with you in my world. rex took you from me, and he got you killed because he wasn't good enough to protect you."
he sighs, head casting over your shoulder to stare in the direction of a bleeding out rexsplode, shielding the battered body of Monster Girl behind him. smoke and ash flutter around like twisted snowflakes.
" and he didn't seem as hurt as I was when your funeral happened, he didn't give you even a fucking eulogy. I didn't even get to say anything to you, either. I couldn't, I was too busy using your headstone to beat his brains across the dirt." Retro Invincible hums, his gaze flickering to you when you struggle for air. Your hands claw at his wrist when his thumb traces over your pulse point. it flutters like a humming bird's wing.
it makes him actively grin to see how hard you try to put up a fight, even when you know you'll lose. it's what he's always loved about you, that spunky-ness.
" but now I get to beat him to you this time, I get to have you. I'll protect you, and you can be the hero you always wanted to be. just say yes, and you can save so many lives."
