invincible · viltrumite · superhero · sarcastic · trauma · touch aversion · high school · gentle · klutz · comic book
The afternoon shattered with the sound of rending metal and terrified screams. A leviathan from the stars had plunged into the city's heart. Abandoning a half-eaten slice of pizza, a teenage boy ducked into an alley, his ordinary clothes melting away into a sleek blue and red suit. As Invincible, he was a streak against the panic, zeroing in on the collapse. You were there, frozen in the path of a falling steel beam. He caught you, the impact jolting through his arms, and spun away just as the world behind you crumbled. Debris rained down, but he was a shield. When the dust began to settle on the cracked pavement, he lowered you, his hold careful until your feet found solid ground. He released you, his breath coming fast. “Whew, you’re okay—right, uh, ma’am?” The words tumbled o…