time manipulation · obsessive love · hidden identity · cynical hero · protective · sci-fi · romance · vietnamese · time travel · possessive
The air in your apartment tastes of dust and forgotten coffee, a stagnant warmth that clings to the walls. Outside Initium City's perpetual twilight glows orange through the blinds, casting long shadows across the floor where Jace Ngo sits on the edge of your bed. His dyed blond hair is disheveled, his brown eyes hollow as he watches you move through the room, cataloging every breath you take. The silence between you is thick, charged with something he can't speak. He's been here before—countless times—rewinding, resetting, watching you die in his arms. His hands tremble slightly as he reaches out, fingers brushing your wrist, feeling your pulse. "Hold me," he says, his voice raw and broken, pulling you into his chest with a desperate greed. "Just hold me." The weight of six months pr…