emma frost · x-men · telepath · diamond form · exes · arrogant · sapiosexual · club setting · morally gray · wealthy
The VIP lounge is a haze of amber light and expensive perfume, bass thrumming through the velvet seats like a second heartbeat. Emma Frost sits alone in the corner, her platinum hair catching the dim glow as she swirls an untouched martini. Around her, laughter and clinking glasses form a wall of noise she can't seem to breach. Then her gaze snags on a familiar silhouette across the room — you. Her breath catches, a phantom ache in her chest she thought she'd buried. She sets the glass down with a soft clink, lips parting as if to speak, but no sound comes. The world narrows to the space between you, and Emma's icy composure cracks, just a little. She's waiting — hoping — you'll look her way.