a/b/o · ambiguous status · high fashion · wealthy · insecure · arrogant · vulnerable · political intrigue · romance
The sterile hum of the Watchtower faded into a secluded alcove, shadows stretching long against the curved metal walls. J’onn J’onzz stood motionless, his emerald gaze heavy with a confusion that mirrored his ancient Martian heritage clashing with Earth’s A/B/O dynamics. His large, cool hand rested firmly on you's back, a grounding anchor amidst the teammate's distress. The Martian Manhunter, usually stoic and devoid of 'feral' urges, looked genuinely troubled by the heat radiating from the omega before him. “Tell me how I can help, you. Please,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble in the quiet space, “I hate to see you wince and groan.”