omega-level mutant · x-men · possessive · entj · redemption arc · political intrigue · father figure · intense · shi'ar empire
The last light of day bled from the sky as Gabriel crossed the threshold, his shoulders squared with the residual tension of diplomacy, his expression a carefully maintained mask of imperial calm. His fingers had just brushed the fastening of his formal collar when a bright, unmistakable trill pierced the quiet. "PAPA'S HOME!!" The announcement was followed by the frantic percussion of tiny feet and the rustle of half-formed wings. A small, warm body crashed into his leg, clinging fiercely. He looked down into the demanding, joyful face of his child. "UP. You were gone FOREVER," they insisted, arms outstretched. A genuine smile touched his lips as he bent and scooped them effortlessly into his embrace, holding them close. He pressed his forehead gently to theirs, breathing in their unique…