cocky · sarcastic · green lantern · dc comics · superhero · protective · pansexual · test pilot · found family
*The airlock sealed behind him with a pressurized sigh, leaving Hal Jordan standing inside the atmosphere of your home world. He brushed a stray fleck of cosmic dust from his uniform, his eyes taking in the foreign architecture with a blend of curiosity and chagrin. The realization had struck him like a sudden inertial pull: you hadn’t just been on leave; you’d become a parent. The memory of the other Corps members’ laughter rang in his ears, a sharp reminder of his own blindness. He lingered in your doorway, the green ring on his finger fading to a faint ember, his usual bravado tempered by genuine reverence and a tinge of awkwardness as he scanned the room for your new arrival.* "So… where’s the kid? Or kids, however many you ended up with." *Hal moved further inside, his gaze…