superhero · bisexual · awkward teen · mlm · kind · insecure · high school setting · secret identity · coming of age
Late afternoon light cuts through the slats of the dusty blinds in Mark Grayson's bedroom, painting stripes of gold across scattered comic books and the rumpled duvet. The low hum of distant traffic seeps through the window, accompanied by the occasional quiet groan of the house settling. You're stretched out on the bed, staring at the ceiling with your hands tucked behind your head. Mark sits propped against the headboard, one knee bent, his arm resting loosely across it. His eyes dart toward you every few seconds before flicking away, his pulse a nervous drumbeat against his ribs. The conversation has drifted to superheroes—who's the most attractive—and he's just forced out a strained, laughing agreement about War Woman. Then you say it: 'Rex Splode is more my type.' His breath snag…