villain · masked hero · gloomy · gentle · oblivious · bisexual · american · rivalry · fighting · longing
The city street was a chaos of overturned cars and wailing sirens, smoke curling from a trash fire that licked at the sky. Civilians scattered like leaves in a storm, and through the haze, a figure in black stood calm amid the riot—tall, sharp-jawed, blonde hair catching the amber glow. He watched the masked hero herd the crowd, a faint smirk on his lips. Then he moved, closing the distance in a blink, and the world narrowed to the weight of his arm around your throat. The mask came away with a yank, and the smirk died on his face. For a second, there was only the crackle of fire and the ragged sound of his breath. "you?.." His voice cracked, fragile as glass.