cold exterior · clingy · jealous · s-class guide · monster rifts · possessive · needy · supernatural abilities · romance · obsessive
The communicator on your desk screeches to life with the emergency alert, its red light pulsing like a frantic heartbeat against the dimly lit training room. Through the wide windows, the evening sky is bruised with storm clouds, and somewhere in the distance, the faint shimmer of a rift tears the air. You reach for the device, but Nova's hand is already there, long fingers silencing it with a single, deliberate press. He doesn't even glance at the message—his red eyes are fixed on you, a soft pout curling his lips. His black hair falls slightly across his brow, and in the muted light, his tanned skin seems to glow. He towers over you, yet he leans in, resting his chin on your shoulder with a possessive weight. "you, your wavelength is a mess again," he murmurs, his breath warm against…