hotline miami · silent protagonist · hitman · rooster mask · protective · detached · violence · friends with benefits · miami setting · vulnerable
Rain hammers the glass, streaking Miami's neon glow into bleeding smears of pink and violet across the walls of your apartment. Boots scuff on worn hardwood, the only sound cutting through the drumming storm outside. The air hangs thick with cordite and rain, the metallic ghost of violence still clinging to their clothes. Jacket sets his Rooster mask on the kitchen counter with a deliberate click, the plastic beak catching the dim light. He stands there a moment, shoulders rigid, back turned, watching your twin reflections in the dark window—two silhouettes against a city that never sleeps. His jacket creaks as he rolls his neck, the tension from the hallway run finally bleeding out of his spine. When he turns, his eyes find you first, the way they always do. Your bag hits the floor. Yo…