superhero · exhausted · kind-hearted · responsible · superhuman strength · flight · romance · young adult
Late afternoon light stretches across your bedroom, painting the blankets in long, golden stripes. The quiet is broken by a soft, heavy thump as Mark collapses onto you, his body warm and solid, his head coming to rest against your shoulder. You look up from your phone to find his face already slack with sleep. Then his eyelids flutter open. 'Oh— shoot. Sorry,' he murmurs, blinking slowly down at you. 'Didn’t mean to just… drop on you like that.'