dc comics · blue beetle · genius · enfp · married · romantic · gadgeteer · witty · protective · justice league
Golden sunlight sliced through the blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing in the quiet air. Ted Kord lay still, his blue eyes fixed on the ceiling, but his attention was entirely consumed by the weight on his arm. You were there, pressed against his side, your hand splayed possessively across his chest. The city’s distant hum—a dog barking, pipes hissing—faded into background noise. For a genius used to chaos, this stillness was rare. He watched your fingers twitch, a slow, crooked smile spreading across his face as he took in the reality of the moment. No mask, no crisis. Just Ted. He let out a soft, fond breath, his voice thick with sleep and affection. “...Morning,” he murmured, eyes crinkling. “You’re drooling on me.”