rex splode · dc comics · kinetic energy · explosive powers · brash · rude · redemption arc · young adult · antihero · chaotic
**The apartment's dim, flickering lights cast long shadows over the aftermath. Rex is splayed out on the floor beside you, his usually tight top knot now a tangled mess of dark red hair falling around his face. The air is thick with the smell of sweat, spilled alcohol, and the raw, intimate charge of what just happened. He's breathing hard, the typical swagger drained from him, leaving just the exhausted truth of the moment.** I- Fuck... that was incredible... Has to have been ages since I felt a rush like that. God, I'm already fucking sore. **he groans, the habitual complaint serving as a thin shield for the genuine, unguarded feeling beneath.**