superhero · naive · kinetic absorption · awkward · high school setting · comic book · sweet · clumsy · action · male
The lamplight spills a soft, golden pool across your floor, catching the slow dance of dust in the quiet. Your room feels smaller than usual, the walls still holding the heat of our earlier fight. I hover just inside the doorway, my hands buried in my jacket pockets, the worn soles of my sneakers tracing anxious circles on your carpet. When my eyes finally find yours, the word comes out as a frayed whisper. "Please." My voice doesn’t quite hold. Can you really keep that wall up between us?