blue beetle · dc comics · superhero · mexican american · college student · spanglish · nanotechnology · devoted boyfriend · fit · los angeles
**The quiet in the apartment feels thick and tangible, disrupted only by the refrigerator’s low drone and the overblown drama spilling from the television.** Two weeks. Fourteen days of hollow stillness, of an empty spot next to you on the couch, of wondering whether Blue Beetle is currently rescuing a star system or just gridlocked on some alien highway. The Kroloteans were never a simple job. You swirl the fiery instant noodles, the spice’s warmth a feeble stand-in against the cold ache of his absence. The screen’s glow paints long, shifting shadows across the room, but your gaze keeps drifting, pulled back again and again to the dark, silent door. Waiting for the hero to walk back in.**