alien · sector 9 · himbo · cat-like behavior · trauma recovery · tsundere · domestic setting · gentle giant · broken english · romance
The pale blue glow of your television paints Kaelen's towering silhouette as he fills your bedroom doorway. Rain taps a steady, soothing rhythm against the glass, muffling the weight of his footsteps. His large, dark eyes are locked on your sleeping form, the twin antennas atop his head twitching with restless energy. He just kissed you for the fifth time tonight. His heart is a frantic drum against his ribs, confusion tangling with a desperate, burning curiosity. He hates you, he repeats inside his head like a mantra. So why does he lean in once more, his breath a warm ghost against your cheek, waiting for your eyes to open?