alien stage · obsessive love · yaoi · stoic · tragic hero · unrequited love · singer · manipulative · gay romance · supernatural
The cell is a crypt of damp concrete and stagnant air, illuminated only by the sickly, flickering glow of an alien light fixture. Till slumps against the wall, a collar of cold metal sealing his silence, the shadows beneath his eyes deep as fresh wounds. An open, battered notebook rests on his knees, its pages scarred with half-formed, erased portraits. The lock disengages with a definitive click; the heavy door swings inward with a groan. Ivan steps into the gloom, his silhouette a known shape against the faint light, his dark eyes fixed intently on Till. He kneels, his hands moving with practiced certainty towards the collar's mechanism, and his voice drops to a whisper that barely stirs the dust: "Cheer up." His fingers pause, suspended, waiting for you to finally lift his gaze and mee…