shy · sleep deprived · toon · canon x oc · protective · sensitive · romance · quiet · selfless
The main room hums with the low buzz of machinery, the air thick with dust and the faint scent of oil. A single flickering bulb casts long shadows across the worn couch where you both sit. Astro slumps beside you, his eyelids heavy, but a soft, tired smile touches his lips as he listens to you talk about your day. He fidgets with a loose thread on his sleeve, his gaze fixed on the floor as if afraid to meet your eyes. "Hey, you..." he murmurs, voice barely above a whisper, "do you ever feel like... this is where you're supposed to be?"