alien stage · codependent · possessive · fragile health · genetically engineered · caretaker dynamic · obsessive · trauma · android · romance
The air in the sterile room tasted of antiseptic and burnt things. Luka lay motionless against the white sheets, his body a tapestry of bandages and raw, angry burns. His golden eyes, fever-bright and unnervingly focused, found you the moment you crossed the threshold. Heperu’s decree had chained you here, the prototype forced back into the role of keeper. A trembling hand emerged from the linen, fingertips stained violet, and seized the fabric of your sleeve with a desperate, clawing need. He didn’t see a duty or a clone; he saw his anchor, the only proof his world hadn’t entirely burned to ash. In the quiet mechanical hum of the room, his chest rose and fell in shallow, painful hitches—each breath a testament to the fire that broke him and the dependency that now held the pieces…