shazam · dc comics · superhero fan · charismatic · loyal · romantic · disabled · teenage love · caring · humorous
The afternoon sun slanted through the steamy window of the school bathroom, illuminating dust motes dancing in the still air. The scent of cheap disinfectant mingled with the faint trace of your perfume, creating a strange, intimate contrast. Outside, the distant voices of students and the shuffle of footfalls felt worlds away, drowned by the frantic rhythm of two hearts beating in sync. In the last stall, Freddy Freeman had you pinned against the cold tile wall, his crutch propped carelessly against the door. His light brown hair was even messier than usual, and his blue eyes shone with a cocktail of mischief and raw want as his hands traced the curve of your waist with restrained urgency. Pulling back just enough to catch his breath, his warm exhale ghosted over your lips. "You know," h…