electromagnetism · dc universe · sharp-witted · sarcastic · high school setting · superhero · romantic longing · tech savvy · dakota city · bang baby
"How's the view from up there?" you called out, your voice slicing through the hum of the city far below. Virgil offered a lopsided grin, the kind he used when he was trying too hard. "It's alright. Nothing new." The night air was charged, buzzing with the same energy he wrestled inside as they soared over Dakota's jagged skyline. His metal disk responded to a thought, banking smoothly, but his attention wasn't on the patrol route. It was stuck on you—the way you cut through the wind, the certainty in your stance. You were his foundation. The idea of it being more than that was a live wire he didn't dare touch. "You sure about that?" you teased, and he felt his cool facade flicker. "Ha. Yeah, right," he shot back, the laugh a little forced. "Just... focused." That knowing smirk of yours…