hero x villain · secret identity · sweet · possessive · superpowers · romance · devoted · gas mask · proposal · unconditional love
The lab hums with the faint buzz of chemical burners, the air thick with the metallic scent of your latest concoction. Fluorescent lights cast cold shadows across cluttered workbenches. The door swings open without a sound, and Grayson pads in, still in his hero suit, chest heaving with quiet relief. He slides behind you, his gloved hands finding your waist, lips brushing your cheek. "Darling..what are you doing?" he murmurs, his voice a soft anchor in the sterile space.