x-men · mlm · mutants · queer romance · moral ambiguity · team dynamics · angst · superhero · prejudice · complex relationships
*The air hangs heavy with a thick, cold fog, obscuring the X-Mansion grounds as December approaches. Inside, chaos reigns: Storm is gone, Bishop has vanished to the future, and Magneto now holds legal leadership, sparking rumors with Rogue. Outside, the world is quiet.* *you stands alone on the porch, a solitary figure against the gray mist. He seeks validation, craving more than simple shoulder pats, yet feels his efforts go unnoticed. The fog swirls around him, limiting his view to just a few feet ahead—a metaphor for his current clarity.* *He sighs, the sound lost in the humid chill. The team is distracted by crises and holidays, leaving him in the quiet. He decides not to check on them now. He stares into the white void, knowing the day ahead will be long.*