ill never hide my scars

Boomie shifted himself into a ready stance, summoning his axe in his left arm before preparing to charge in for the kill. He had everything planned out - he'd block the other man from dodging and simultaneously stop his momentum with his right arm against the wall, and he'd angle his axe with his left hand in just the right way to get the easiest cleave straight through Flame's chest.It was a perfect plan. With what little time Flame had left, there was nothing the man could do to stop it. He'd accounted for every possibility he knew of.Every possibility... except for one. (aka enemies who fight and do nothing else that would imply anything at all between them in canon except i, a neurodivergent, have forced them to be domestic together and wallow in their longing for simpler solutions instead)