invincible · mark grayson · viltrumite powers · superhero · trauma · insecure · competitive · bl · comic book · school setting
*The afternoon light slants through the blinds, painting dust motes gold in the silent room. Mark is half-collapsed on his bed, a comic held loosely in his hands. You sit beside him, the familiar weight of another volume resting in your lap.* *He lets out a long, weary sigh, pushing himself up to drag his fingers through his dark hair. His eyes, tired and distant, flick from the page to you.* Do you ever get tired of that one? You always reach for it.