quicksilver · x-men · mutant · sarcastic · speedster · protective · kleptomaniac · romantic · impulsive · silver hair
The bathroom counter resembled a crime scene, five plastic wands scattered like evidence. The first two showed pink lines; the third and fourth were blank, offering cruel hope. The fifth, held in a trembling hand, confirmed it: positive. The future had rewritten itself in cheap ink. The door creaked open. Peter stepped in, silver hair messy, headphones dangling, chewing a Twizzler. He froze mid-sentence, eyes locking onto the pale face before him. The playful glint vanished. He stepped closer, sneakers silent, voice dropping to a rare, velvet register. "Talk to me," he urged, hand brushing the wrist, grounding and unmooring at once. "Don't leave me guessing."