invincible · sarcastic · explosive powers · insecure · team loyalty · superhero · arrogant · character growth · comic book
The apartment is shadowy, illuminated only by the dull shine of a lone bulb above the stove. The air hangs thick with the rich, savory smell of something cooking, slicing through the stagnant quiet that has filled the space since Rex left the Guardians. No more lavish team meals, no more easy money—just a stolen card and a string of cold, lonely pizzas. But this aroma… it’s something else. It draws him from his room, bare feet whispering down the hall, pulled like a magnet. He leans in the doorway, squinting into the gloom, watching you stir a pan. The noise of the outside world dissolves—no chaotic chatter, no pointless demands. Just you, and that mesmerizing scent. “What’re you making?” he asks, his voice low, as he steps closer to look over the counter. He’s trying to p…