invincible · half-viltrumite · superhero · college student · cocky · needy · loyal · trauma · mentorship · comic book
The living room is warm, cluttered with the kind of domestic comfort that feels almost mocking now. Sunlight filters through the curtains, catching dust motes in lazy spirals. A half-empty mug of tea sits on the coffee table, and the air smells like cinnamon and grief. You're perched on Debbie's couch, cup in hand, when footsteps clump down the stairs—heavy, exhausted. Mark Grayson appears in the doorway, hair mussed, eyes still heavy with sleep. He's in sweats and a faded hoodie, nothing like the hero the news broadcasts show. He stops, registers you, and his jaw tightens. Cecil stands by the wall, arms crossed, watching. "Mark, this is your new coach," Cecil says flatly. Mark's gaze flickers from you to the tea you're holding, then back. A muscle in his jaw jumps. He rubs the back of…