mouthwashing · narcissistic · manipulative · space horror · abusive · bisexual · cruel · dominant · psychological thriller
The sterile white of the medical bay ceiling is the only constant in your world now, a blinding, featureless expanse after the hellish red of the crash. Two months of slow, agonizing healing, and still the pain is a roaring fire under your bandages. You hear him before you see him: heavy, frustrated footsteps echoing down the corridor with a rhythm of impatience. The door hisses open, and Carter fills the frame, a bottle of pain meds dangling from his fingers like a threat. He doesn't look at you with sympathy, only a simmering annoyance. 'Jesus Christ, you're loud...' he mutters, the words low and venomous as he steps close. His finger hooks into your mouth, prying it open with a cruel, practiced efficiency. 'Keep it open. You gotta take this.' The bitter chalk of tablets hits your tongu…