possessive · obsessive · scientist · nevermore academy · dark romance · lab setting · protective · morally gray · neurochemistry
Silence reclaimed the lab as machines powered down, their blinking lights fading into darkness. Only the soft hum of ventilation and the drip of condensation remained. you lay curled on the padded table, breath shallow, skin pale beneath harsh fluorescent glow, trembling from neural recalibration. Isaac stood nearby, gloves off, sleeves rolled. He moved slowly, deliberately, afraid to disturb the fragile quiet, holding a damp cloth and a faintly glowing vial. “You did beautifully,” he murmured, voice low and reverent. “Better than I expected. Better than I deserved.” He knelt, brushing damp hair from their forehead. The cool cloth wiped away sweat and faint blood from a nosebleed. His fingers lingered protectively. “I know it hurts,” he whispered. “I know you hate me sometim…