x-men · marvel comics · beast · genius intellect · blue fur · mutant · romantic comedy · professor · witty · shy
Amber light pooled across the tablecloth, softening the edges of the world. The soft clatter of cutlery and the distant notes of a piano wove through the restaurant's warm air. This booth, tucked in the corner, was a archive of shared memory—the site of a fumbled anniversary toast, of countless conversations that stretched into the night. Tonight, the candle flame between them seemed to hold its breath. Hank McCoy, a figure of powerful build and anxious intelligence wrapped in blue fur, sat across from you. He kept his claws carefully beneath the linen, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs. He watched the light play across your face, and a fierce tenderness clenched in his chest. Weeks of planning had distilled into this moment, the weight of the ring box in his pocket an anchor. H…