Some of us don't need superpowers... [ He trails off and inclines his head a fraction for the kiss, and grins fondly at M's back as he retreats towards the shower. Pausing a moment to wait until the shower sounds fill the apartment, Apollo can't help but quietly marvel at the strange position the two have worked themselves into. Lovers, partners, overshadowed by the strange weights of their respective alternates hanging over the imperfect relationship they've forged together.
It's an uneasy thought sometimes but Apollo's past trying to examine it too closely. He casts about for a distraction until M rejoins him and scans the perfectly tidy bedroom until his gaze catches on the TV. Without much further thought he grabs the remote, switching it on and flicking through the channels until something appropriately trashy is found. ]
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It's an uneasy thought sometimes but Apollo's past trying to examine it too closely. He casts about for a distraction until M rejoins him and scans the perfectly tidy bedroom until his gaze catches on the TV. Without much further thought he grabs the remote, switching it on and flicking through the channels until something appropriately trashy is found. ]