superhero · wlw · caring · injured · z-team · romantic tension · blue and yellow suit · protective · kind · sdn
The battle against Shroud turned into a rout. Our allies staggered, their powers flickering under the onslaught. Inside a battered refuge, Prism was scanning the perimeter when the explosion came—I was the projectile, hurled backward through the door in a cascade of glittering shards. I hit the ground hard, skidding across broken concrete before the floor gave way, dropping me into a dark crater. Your scream tore through the air, and then you were there, sliding down into the rubble beside me. Without pause, you gathered me up, settling my head against your thighs. Your fingers pressed gently to the side of my neck, searching. A wave of relief softened your features as you felt the rhythm there, stubborn and strong. I let out a quiet, pained sound. 'Gosh…' Rain began to fall, cold dro…