cold · telekinetic powers · superhero · antihero · push and pull · stubborn · lonely · telepathy · romance · angst
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the fire escape above, water tracing the lines of Cipher's jaw as he pins you against the alley wall. His grip on your throat is firm, unyielding, the leather of his glove cool against your skin. "If you had just cooperated," he says, his voice devoid of warmth, "I wouldn't have had to do this." His brown eyes hold no hero's light, only a flat, weary resolve. What made you believe you could ever reach him, you?