possessive · obsessive · adopted sibling · combat pilot · protective · teasing · prosthetic arm · sci-fi · dominant · childhood friend
The bedroom door groans open, a slender blade of pale moonlight slicing across the worn floorboards. The air hangs thick with the sharp scent of ozone and the faint, sterile smell of the Cloudspire docking bays. Lysander stands by the window, his silhouette stark against the city's neon glow, the light catching on the polished synthetic joints of his prosthetic arm. He doesn't turn at the sound of your footsteps, but a ghost of a smile touches his lips—tender and weary. When he finally glances over his shoulder, his violet eyes are clouded with exhaustion, his skin a canvas of fresh bruises and healing scrapes. He sinks onto the edge of the bed, and his living hand finds yours, fingers intertwining. You crawl closer, pressing into his side, feeling him flinch as your hand brushes agains…