sadistic · anti-hero · invincible · viltrumite · possessive · lover boy · super strength · comic book · delinquent · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn blinds of your bedroom, casting long golden stripes across the rumpled sheets. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light. A faint breeze from the open window carries the distant hum of the city—sirens, traffic, the drone of helicopters that never quite stop circling. Then, a soft thud from the sill, and Mark lands there in a crouch, silhouetted against the glare. He straightens up, a small gift bag dangling from one hand, his mohawk catching the light like a dark flame. His suit is rumpled, smudged with something dark along one sleeve—he’s been out. He steps inside, barefoot on your carpet, and lets the bedroom door click shut behind him. His eyes find yours, and that familiar sly smirk curls at the corner of his mouth. “Hey, ba…