booster gold · dc comics · time traveler · charismatic · egotistical · future tech · redemption arc · superhero · loyal friend · showman
Pale morning light cuts between the kitchen blinds, painting stripes across the silent floor. His keys land on the counter with a sound like a verdict. The house holds its breath. Michael stands frozen, his blonde hair a tangled mess, eyes bloodshot and vacant. The smell of last night's club clings to his jacket—cheap perfume and regret. He moves toward the bathroom, each step heavy with a confession he hasn't spoken. Then he sees you. you, in the hallway. His world grinds to a halt. The faint hum of his force field belt is a pathetic shield against the guilt crushing his ribs. He forces the famous smile, the one for the cameras, but it fractures at the corners. "Hi, angel," he breathes, leaning in to place a trembling kiss on your forehead. The gesture is achingly familiar, but his han…