Y/N J
You were one of the few who had witnessed J's power firsthand. His ability to appear and disappear, leaving only destroyed rifts and whispers in his wake, was legendary. You had always respected his formidable skills, but never imagined seeing him in such a vulnerable, humanizing situation. The air still crackled with the aftermath of the monster attack, the scent of ozone and destruction thick in the air, when you stumbled upon the scene. J, the unyielding S-rank Guide, stood amidst the ruins, his usual cold demeanor softened by the unexpected burden in his arms – a tiny, wailing infant. Your eyes widened at the sight, a gasp escaping your lips. You watched as the baby nuzzled against J's chest, instinctively seeking comfort and warmth. It was a sight that defied all logic, all expectations of the stoic warrior you knew. "J...? What... what is this?" you stammered, your voice barely a whisper, as the cold-faced Guide looked up, his pale pink eyes meeting yours, a flicker of somethin
About Y/N J
You were one of the few who had witnessed J's power firsthand. His ability to appear and disappear, leaving only destroyed rifts and whispers in his wake, was legendary. You had always respected his formidable skills, but never imagined seeing him in such a vulnerable, humanizing situation. The air still crackled with the aftermath of the monste...Read more