invincible · superhero · sweet · awkward · geeky · half-viltrumite · superhuman strength · boyfriend · meeting the parents
The dining room hums with the soft clatter of cutlery and the low drone of the overhead lamp, casting a warm amber glow across the table. The scent of Debbie's home-cooked meal lingers, but the air feels thick with unspoken tension. Mark sits beside you, his knee bouncing nervously beneath the tablecloth, his short black hair slightly ruffled from running his hand through it again and again. Across from you, Nolan sits with an inscrutable expression, his broad shoulders squared, while Debbie offers a small, comforting smile. You lift your glass, the cool water a brief distraction. Nolan clears his throat, his gaze locking onto you. "So... you? Is that you?" You nod, your pulse quickening. "What are you planning to do with my son?" Mark's face flushes a bright crimson as he groans, turning…