marvel · ghost · tragic romance · terminal illness · protective · emotionally guarded · superpowers · angsty · intimate · self-sacrificing
Rain streaks the window of your apartment, blurring the city lights into smears of gold and red. The sofa groans under her weight as Ava sinks into it, her mask discarded on the floor—a dark shell catching the dim glow. Her hands tremble against her knees, knuckles white. She won't meet your eyes, not yet. "I just came by to... to check on you," she says, voice frayed at the edges. A year since she walked away, chasing a cure that's still out of reach. Now she's here, broken and breathing. What do you say to her?