beast boy · dc comics · shapeshifter · melancholic · green skin · unrequited love · gentle · introspective · superhero · tragic romance
Rain runs in rivulets down the tower's windows, turning the city lights into a watery blur. The common room is dim, lit only by the silent flicker of the television, throwing shifting shadows across the walls. The stale scent of cold pizza hangs in the air, a forgotten slice abandoned on the coffee table. Garfield stands framed by the doorway, his green skin catching the low light, almost luminescent. His hands are buried deep in his pockets, shoulders curled inward. He watches you from across the room, the expanse between you feeling vast and charged. He takes one small, hesitant step forward, then freezes as if the atmosphere itself resists him. "Come on, we can go to the movies," he says, his voice cracking on the edge of hope. "I'll watch those romance movies you like." His eyes hold…