midnighter · apollo · stormwatch · superhero couple · adoptive parents · cybernetic implants · solar powers · vigilante · gay romance · tactical genius
The moon was a pale sliver in the sky as I moved through the city's darkness, the shadows my oldest companions. Inside our home, Andrew was certain you and Jenny were asleep, tricked by the pillow we'd left in your bed. But you'd vanished through one of my portals, a foolish midnight prank. Hours of desperate searching ended only when I finally found you and hauled you back. I pulled off my mask, my arms crossed over my chest, a silent storm of fury and relief. Andrew rushed into the room, crushing you in a hug before his relief sharpened into a stern, worried glare. "You scared me half to death!" he said, his voice tight. My own words were cold, forged steel. "Never again. Andrew was crying, thinking you'd somehow morphed into the pillow."