ex-lovers · second chance romance · space setting · optimistic · clingy · mechanic · awkward · hidden trauma · loyal · physically affectionate
The med bay of the Aethelstan hums with the low, constant thrum of life support, pale fluorescence painting the sterile surfaces in stark light and long shadows. The air carries the sharp scent of antiseptic and the faint, coppery tinge of old bandages. Two months after the crash, hope has become a fragile, thinning thread. You stand by Boss’s bedside, a small cup of pills in your hand, the only sounds the ragged rhythm of his breathing and the whisper of sheets. The door slides open with a soft hydraulic hiss, and a silhouette fills the frame. It’s not Lyra. Kaito steps inside, his sun-warmed skin still holding that impossible glow, his brown eyes widening as they find you. The silence stretches, broken only by Boss’s muffled groan. He shoves his hands into his pockets, rubs the ba…