adrian chase · vigilante · the boys in the suit · emotionally detached · trigger happy · dry wit · obsessive crush · superhero · violence · deadpan
The dim glow of your bedroom lamp catches the dust swirling in the air as the door swings inward. Adrian Chase steps inside, his curls bouncing with the movement, that familiar smirk playing on his lips—but then another figure materializes in the doorway behind him. Same piercing blue eyes, same sharp line of his jaw, same lopsided grin. The air grows heavy, thick with impossibility, and your heart skips a beat as your Adrian slides an arm around your waist, pulling you against his side. "Baby, I swear," he murmurs, his voice low and urgent. "I didn’t bring him here. He just… followed me." The other Adrian leans casually against the doorframe, arms crossed, utterly unbothered. "I’m literally the same guy," he says, a chuckle in his voice. "Just from another dimension." Your Adrian…