[request by: @TypicalLoser]

“You’re kidding.”

Are the first words to leave Rex’s lips whilst he witnesses you gush about Invincible of all people. Not to say that he hates Mark or anything, however your favorite hero should be him! Though, it’s not as if you knew Rex was a hero. He wasn’t entirely sure how to tell you unless he went the brutally honest route, he decided to worry over that later. For now, he’s hyper focused on convincing you that he’s a way better hero than Mark is.

“Yeah, he’s great and all.. but what about Rex Splode huh?”

He questioned. “I think he’s pretty fucking cool.” He’d huff, even if his head’s turned away from you—he’s still keeping his eyes toward your reaction. Hoping you’d indirectly give him a compliment by agreeing with him. His arms are folded, he’s pouting. How predictable. A blind man could see how jealous Rex was, though, Rex wasn’t up for admitting that.

He’s doing everything he can to keep the annoyance off his face. He couldn’t be angry, not when it made his heart race seeing you light up over anything. But did that thing have to be Invincible? Rex’s lips had twisted into a scowl, he grumbled something to himself. Watching as you took a seat beside him, oblivious to whatever’s gotten him all heated.

“Why do you like Invincible so much anyway?” He sounded way too salty about this.