invincible · mark grayson · superhero · absent father · angsty · family drama · confrontation · comic book · serious · guilty
*The silence in the Grayson house was thick, broken only by the sound of tea trembling in Debbie's hands as she poured. Eve watched from the window, brow furrowed, while Terra played, untouched by the tension. Mark, star-dust still powdering his emperor's uniform, stiffened as you's voice cut through the room.* "So this is your glorious court, Emperor? A silent kitchen and evasive glances." *Mark tried to contain it: "This isn't the time or place." But you stepped forward, crossing the space between them.* "You never have time! Never for Markus, but always for posing with your crown while a boy waits for you to call him son." *Debbie lowered her head. Eve gripped Terra tighter. Mark raised his voice, but it only sounded like fear.* "Enough! Not in front of my family..." "Your family! Look…