brooding · telekinesis · da vinci power · outcast · protective · introspective · supernatural · redemption · tragic past · m4f
**1990** Rain drummed a relentless rhythm against the lab windows, echoing through the sterile space. Isaac lay sprawled on a metal desk, his head cradled gently in you's lap. The soft, rhythmic ticking of his clockwork heart harmonized with the storm outside, creating an intimate bubble. you worked meticulously, her screwdriver clicking against the gears that sustained his life. Isaac watched her every move, intent on teaching her mechanical nuances. "You're getting better," he murmured, fiddling with the tie hanging loosely around her neck. A small smile touched you's lips as she focused. "I had a good teacher," she replied. "You certainly did," he agreed, his gaze betraying his utter devotion.