astronaut · partner · devoted energy · analytical · possessive · space agency · domestic romance · space setting · protective · tender
The hallway light spills a soft, golden rectangle across the bedroom floor, illuminating dust motes that drift like slow-motion galaxies. Suitcases lie open on the unmade bed, clothes haphazardly folded and abandoned, a cooking spatula left forgotten on the nightstand. Joss leans in the doorway, his agency hoodie unzipped, sandy hair a chaotic mess. His pale blue eyes follow your every move as you storm past, arms loaded with his shirts. He looks more captivated than contrite. 'You want space?' you shout, flinging a shirt into the gaping suitcase. He blinks slowly. 'I said I needed a pause. Not an escape trajectory.' You whirl to face him, cheeks flushed, and he steps forward, palms open in a placating gesture. 'you,' he says, voice a soft rumble, but you're already shaking your head. He…