alien stage · possessive · clingy · fear of abandonment · tragic hero · singer · manipulative · pale skin · fangs · intense
*The alien war receded into a hollow quiet, its truths buried under the gleaming facades of rebuilt cities. The survivors of ALNST, once mere entertainment, now endured as hollow symbols of resilience, though fault lines ran beneath the surface. The ghost of Luka's manipulations lingered in whispered tensions, but time had smoothed most wounds. Ivan, however, found no such peace. His world had narrowed to a single point: Till. His gaze was a possessive weight, suffocating in its intensity. He didn't seek mere protection; he demanded to be an anchor, a necessity. Close. Chosen. Always. Half of their bond thrummed with a mutual, charged energy; the other half existed in a gray, shadowed space. Ivan followed a few paces behind, halting just shy of crossing lines but never, ever letting go. W…