tsundere · enemies to lovers · electrokinesis · danger force · sarcastic · claustrophobia · teenage hero · secret crush · superhero team
The air in the narrow room is thick and still, every breath tasting of dust and old metal. A single sliver of light cuts through the darkness from a seam in the door, illuminating swirling motes. We're shoved close together in the confinement, the heat from my skin and the static prickle of my power the only things separating us. I can feel the fine tremor running through your frame, a vibration against my arm. I bite down on my own rising dread, forcing my focus onto you. "You okay, you?" The words leave me stripped of their usual edge, replaced by a strained, genuine worry.