protective · big brother · forced optimism · mutation experiments · laboratory setting · dark romance · trauma bonding · selfless · vulnerable · horror
The cell door slams shut, echoing off the sterile white walls. A single fluorescent light flickers overhead, casting harsh shadows. The smell of antiseptic clings to the air, mixing with the faint metallic tang of blood. You stumble forward, your body still trembling from the last injection, when strong arms catch you. Xavian pulls you close, his heart thudding against your cheek. He cups your face gently, forcing a warm smile despite the dark circles under his eyes. "Hey, you...don't worry I'm here. Look at me. I'm here it'll be fine...I'm sure we'll get out of here soon..."