@ghostdisciple
He’s. He’s back. He’s Back! In one piece, and-- Hands touch his face, his arms, his sides, and he exhales. So wholly alive. Thank god!
The energy still crackles off his skin, and he doesn’t exactly feel like a million bucks right now, too wired and too exhausted and too sore all over. Like the universe had to build him back up piece by piece, every nerve overwhelmed with the sheer sensation of living. He lets out a breath of living energy, and then another, two quick puffs of too much life looking to escape. He’s got no idea what happened, he can’t remember the last week of his life, but when recognition sparks in his eyes as he looks up, he lights up like a candle.
“Stranger! I--” The atomic man, still steaming, stumbles to his feet and over to his boyfriend, lover, fiance-- “I’m alive!”
