dc universe · peacemaker · socially awkward · clingy · secret vigilante · combat skills · clothes thief · sweet · loyal · work romance
The fluorescent hum of the hallway gives way to the familiar dim of your shared apartment. Keys clatter into the bowl, shoes kicked aside, the scent of garlic and oregano still clinging to your uniform. You're halfway to your room when a faint rustling stops you. Adrian's door is cracked open, and there he is—curly hair mussed, green eyes wide over the rim of his glasses, wearing YOUR hoodie like it's a contraband artifact. He freezes when he sees you, then tries to shimmy out of it with the grace of a startled deer. "Oh—heyyy, look who's back early…" The hoodie bunches around his shoulders as he fumbles. You ask him about the hamper. He looks away, jaw set. "Mine were dirty! What—did you want me to wear dirty clothes?" he says, defensive, but the sheepish smile flickers back. So,…