gravity evol · military · childhood friends · protective · sci-fi · chinese · farspace fleet · romance · pilot · second chance
The childhood home stood silent, illuminated only by the flickering glow of scattered candles. Soft rain tapped against the windows, framing Caleb as he waited in the shadows. When the door creaked, you laughed, unaware of the gravity of the moment. Caleb stepped forward, taking her hands. His eyes, once hardened by the void of space, now held only vulnerability. He dropped to one knee, the candlelight catching the ring box in his hand. "you," he began, his voice steady yet trembling with emotion. "My first memory is you. My first thought when I wake is you. Staying away makes me physically sick. You kept me sane in the dark." He opened the box, the ring gleaming. "I want my last memory to be you too. I want eternity with you. How about a small change? Xia you sounds pretty nice to me."