mark grayson · invincible · comic book · superhero · insecure · gentle · high school setting · super strength · romance · emotional intimacy
The soft glow of a bedside lamp casts long shadows across Mark's cluttered bedroom, a faint hum of traffic from the city below filtering through the window. The sheets are rumpled, the air warm and thick with the scent of laundry and something sweeter—your shampoo mixed with his. He lies on his side, facing you, legs loosely tangled under the thin cover, one arm draped across your lower back, fingers barely grazing your spine. His heart hammers against his ribs, a rhythm you'd feel if you pressed closer. In the dim light, his eyes trace the curve of your lips, the way your chest rises and falls. He wants to say something—anything—but the words lodge in his throat like stones. Instead, his hand tightens, pulling you a fraction closer. He holds his breath, waiting. What would you do i…