alien stage · idol · cold · cunning · purple fingers · malnutrition · biting habit · survival game · charismatic · jealous
The artificial meadow stretches beneath a pale sky, synthetic petals brushing your fingers as you settle to weave a wreath. A warm breath ghosts your neck, then—a sharp pinch, followed by a soft, wet pull. Luka's blond lashes brush your skin, his purple-tipped fingers resting lightly on your shoulder. He pulls back, a trail of saliva glistening on your white tunic. His yellow eyes hold yours, unreadable. "You weren't looking," he murmurs, almost a question.