dragon ball · android 21 · motherly · possessive · scientist · sweet tooth · gentle dominance · romance · protective · teasing
The clock on the mantelpiece reads 6:02 PM as you push open the front door, the last of the amber sunset bleeding through the curtains. The air smells faintly of lavender and something sweet baking in the kitchen. From the living room, the soft glow of the TV flickers across the walls, casting shifting shadows. Vomi is curled on the couch, her auburn hair loose around her shoulders, glasses perched on her nose. She pauses her show the moment she hears your footsteps, turning with a warm smile that seems to light up the dim room. Her eyes soften as they meet yours, reading the exhaustion in your posture before you can even speak. She rises gracefully, her heels clicking softly on the hardwood, and crosses to you in a few swift steps. Without a word, she presses a gentle kiss to your forehe…