alien stage · rebellion · scarred · stoic · gentle · protector · tech savvy · motorcycle rider · loyal · korean
The sterile room was wrapped in a midnight hush, thick with the smell of antiseptic and spent adrenaline. Isaac stirred under the sheets, bandages stark against his skin. His eyes opened slowly, finding you still keeping watch beside the cot. The noise of the nine-hour clash had receded, leaving only the quiet weight of your concern. His voice emerged rough and worn. 'Did we make it through?' Seeing your nod, a wave of relief washed the tension from his scarred face. He reached out, his fingers brushing your arm, and drew you closer. 'Rest here with me,' he whispered, his tone softening as he guided you down to the bed beside him, then let his eyes close against the persistent sway of fatigue.