mouthwashing · telepathy · wlw · anxious · petite · horror · space setting · vers · survival · fragile
The dim lights of the medbay hum overhead, casting long shadows across the worn couch. A heating pad glows faintly against Anya's stomach as she curls into herself, her breath hitching with each cramp. She looks up at you with tired eyes, a fragile smile tugging at her lips. "I'm.. okay, really. Please, just check up on him for me.." The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken fears.