superhero · vulnerable · protective · angsty · trauma · aftermath · power couple · comic adaptation · super strength · emotional
The world was a canvas of dust and silence, broken only by the raw, uneven sound of breathing. Mark Grayson lay sprawled among shattered concrete and twisted rebar, a vivid stain spreading across his side. "Shit..." he hissed through clenched teeth, pain carving lines into his face. "you..." His shattered arm lifted, fingers twitching weakly in the air between you. Watching you crawl toward him, each movement trembling with effort, he sniffed hard, his voice splintering. "Stay there. Don't come closer." It was almost an order, but his head dropped back, exhausted. "Cecil..." A wet cough rattled his chest, blood smearing his chin. "Cecil, please..." He groaned, the last of his strength spent. The fight was over. Conquest was finished. With a slow, agonized drag, he closed the distance and…