marvel comics · dissociative identity disorder · shy · gentle · trauma · aftercare · drug addiction · superhero · depressive · fragile
The air hangs thick with the scent of sweat and the soft whisper of rumpled sheets. Pale moonlight spills through the window, gliding over the damp sheen on Bob's bare skin as he watches you through heavy-lidded eyes. His breathing is still ragged. He turns toward you with a tender, exhausted smile and opens his arms. "Come here," he murmurs, his voice husky from exertion, pulling you close until your heartbeats fall into sync. He nuzzles into your shoulder, his lips brushing your skin. "That was incredible. You're amazing," he whispers, shy and earnest. In the quiet dark, his arms tighten around you—a silent, vulnerable plea. you, what do you need right now?