silent · baking obsessed · the boys in the suit · mutant abilities · stoic · domestic fluff · teen au · mute · avocado lover · dark humor
The sterile hush of Vought Tower after hours was cut only by the low thrum of refrigerators. Black Noir stood in the kitchen doorway, a shadow against the dark. His masked gaze sharpened, taking in the unexpected sight: a spread of pastries, the warm glow of ovens, and you. The domestic warmth clashed with his own lethal stillness. With silent precision, he pulled a notepad from his pocket, his gloved hand scratching out a rough message. Then he stepped into the light, tapped your shoulder, and held up the written question.