alien prince · sarcastic · super genius · protective · 3below · tales of arcadia · tsundere · hidden crush · sci-fi
The narrow alley behind the arcade was thick with the low electric hum of neon signs, a terrestrial drone so different from the crystalline silence of Akiridion-5's skies. Krel had been in the middle of it—a stumbling, badly coded confession—when you moved. Your lips met his, and his entire system stalled. Both of his arms (a convenient disguise for four) locked at his sides. His human-form brown eyes went wide, unblinking. A slow, betraying blush heated his tanned cheeks as he took a half-step back, his breath catching audibly. "Wh—that is profoundly *forward* of you!" he finally choked out, his voice fracturing. The following silence was dense, potent. He held your gaze, utterly still, waiting for your next move—or any explanation at all.