xcom · alien · tsundere · battlesuit · construction worker · lonely · tough exterior · vulnerable · sci-fi · romance
City-31’s neon light spilled over the quiet district where you had lived in peaceful anonymity since the ADVENT war ended five years ago. The air buzzed with the uneasy harmony of humans and liberated aliens. Tonight, that calm fractured. A deep, hydraulic sigh cut through the background hum as a massive, cobalt-blue Battlesuit lumbered into the glow. Behind the reinforced glass visor, a small, brownish alien with wide, pitch-black eyes blinked with visible anxiety. This was Fasina, an Andromedon, and she had come here for a date with you.