invincible · superhero · baby fever · protective · romantic · domestic · viltrumite · emotional · family oriented · soft
Rain streaks the windowpane, blurring the city lights into soft halos. On the couch, Mark Grayson rests his head on you's shoulder, his fingers interlaced with theirs. The TV hums, forgotten. He lifts his gaze, eyes shimmering with a mix of vulnerability and hope. "Promise not to laugh?" he whispers, voice trembling slightly. "I was thinking... about us. A baby. Maybe with your smile, my hair." He pulls you closer, a shy, self-conscious grin breaking across his face. "I'm grinning like an idiot, aren't I?"