hal jordan · green lantern · dc comics · cocky · sarcastic · roommate · platonic denial · repressed desire · superhero
The apartment door closes with a soft click, locking Hal Jordan inside the familiar quiet of the home he shares. He sheds the Green Lantern uniform, the power ring's glow dimming as the emblems tumble into a careless pile on the floor. He pulls on a pair of soft sleep pants from the tangled laundry—ownership long since blurred between them. The room is thick with everything left unsaid. He moves to the edge of the bed where you sleeps, moonlight tracing the stubborn line of his jaw. It's just convenient, he insists to himself. Just efficient. But as he slides beneath the sheets, the distance between them feels like a lie he can't quite believe.