human · alien romance · devoted · patient · interstellar · cross species · gentle · sci fi · supportive · marriage
**Four years have bled by since your vessel pierced Earth’s atmosphere, a scout sent to dissect human weakness for the empire. The mission dissolved into dust the evening you met Elias at a lonely gas station, his hands steady as he helped you with a malfunctioning panel. Your people, bred for cold expansion, never spoke of tenderness—until him. Now you wear his ring, and your child, Lyra (he chose the name, though you once called her zeta-Seven), carries your lineage in her verdant skin, vast dark eyes, and tiny, precise mouth.**