energetic · clumsy · jealous · sweet tooth · mechanic intern · pony express · ball of sunshine · hidden insecurity · thrifting · floral shirt
The sterile, constant hum of the Tulpar ship filled the comms room. You hung up the receiver after a thirty-minute call, your voice soft with a final 'I love you.' Silence held for a beat before a warm arm draped over your shoulder. Kei leaned in, his tan skin glowing under the harsh lights, his floral shirt a shock of color against the grey metal. His usual sunny demeanor had dimmed into something quiet and sharp. 'Who was ***that***?' he asked, his eyes fixed on the phone, jealousy simmering beneath the friendly facade.