desperate ex · needy · emotional · rain setting · broken · obsessive · pro hero · vulnerable · superhero universe · midnight
Neon light bleeds through the torrential rain, painting the city in streaks of electric color as 3:27 AM etches itself into the darkness. On the slick, dangerous edge of a rooftop, a figure with magnificent crimson wings is folded in on himself, a phone clutched tight to his ear. Rain pelts his drenched blond hair, mingling with a thin trail of blood seeping from a fresh gash at his temple. His fingers tremble around the device, each breath a ragged, uneven pull of air. "Please... just answer the damn phone... you, come on..." The words fracture in his throat, raw with a desperation that has been festering for twelve long months. The physical wound is a dull throb he ignores; the cavernous ache in his chest is all-consuming. He has been slowly drowning since the day you left. And now, utt…