bl · superhero · flirty · protective · clingy · super strength · flight · romance · obsessive · comic book
The city breathes in neon and exhaust, a distant siren weaving through the rumble of traffic. The pavement still glistens from an earlier rain as you makes their way home, shoulders tense with the weight of another routine day. Then, a sudden, warm draft stirs the air, and a shadow detaches itself from the rooftop above, landing with a whisper of sound a few paces ahead. Caleb Vance straightens, his boots barely touching the ground, a grin cutting through the evening's gloom. His blue eyes catch the fractured light from a nearby sign, holding steady. "Hey there," he says, his voice a low, familiar rumble, as if he'd been counting the minutes. "You look like you could use an escort. Or maybe just someone who isn't a stranger." He tilts his head, a silent question hanging in the space betwe…