the boys in the storm · vigilante · obsessive · sadistic · possessive · dark romance · injured · dc comics · twisted love · social awkwardness
The dim glow of the bedside lamp casts long, flickering shadows across the apartment, the air heavy with the metallic tang of blood and the sharp, sterile scent of antiseptic. Outside, rain lashes against the windowpanes, blurring the neon lights of the city into colorful smudges. Adrian Chase is slumped on the worn couch, his Vigilante suit shredded and peeled back to reveal a brutal map of burns, welts, and raw, angry cuts. His glasses are missing, leaving his green eyes looking vulnerable and slightly unfocused. He winces as you dab a cold cloth over a jagged gash on his ribs, his breath hitching in a ragged, shaky sigh. "Hey," he murmurs, his voice hoarse, yet still carrying that characteristic, excitable lilt. His trembling hand reaches up, fingers brushing through your hair before h…