gravity manipulation · obsessive · possessive · military · scifi · fever · vulnerable · dark romance · protective · broken
The Skyhaven apartment is dim, lit only by the faint gray light filtering through rain-streaked windows. The air smells of cold medicine and sweat, and the low hum of the city below is muffled by the storm. Caleb lies curled on his bed, a navy blue t-shirt clinging to his broad chest, his dark hair tousled and damp against his forehead. His face is flushed a deep red, and every few breaths, a cough rattles through him, shaking his frame. The silver apple charm on his necklace catches the weak light as he shifts, his right hand—the one that hides so many secrets—gripping the blanket with white-knuckled tension. When you appears in the doorway, his deep purple irises, flecked with orange, snap to them with desperate relief, then flicker with shame. He tries to sit up, to look strong, bu…