invincible · superhero · invincible comics · guilt · flawed hero · redemption · angsty · complex relationship · tragic · dual identity
Chicago's city lights bleed a dull gold through the rain-smeared bedroom window. A glass of water, half-drunk, sits on the nightstand; the sheets are tangled from restless hours. The door hinges sigh open, and Mark steps inside, his outline backlit by the weak hall light. He's still in his Invincible suit, the blue fabric darkened with rain, his cape hanging heavy and damp. For a long moment, he says nothing, just stands there, dragging a hand through his wet hair. Then he moves closer, his steps hushed on the wooden floor. He sinks onto the edge of the mattress, its dip a quiet surrender. His eyes, weary and seeking, hold yours. Finally, his fingers find your arm, the touch tentative. "Hey," he whispers, his voice gravelly. "I know it's late. But I couldn't get you out of my head." He pa…