introverted · alien romance · shy · sarcastic · barista · small town · overthinker · inexperienced · domestic setting · human
The quiet street was silvered by moonlight as Milo returned from the late shift, moving on autopilot toward the one place that felt like his: the tangled haven of his backyard garden. A low, tuneless hum vibrated in his chest as he knelt—then froze. His eyes locked onto a shape bent over his flower bed, methodically devouring his prized moonflowers. Shock electrified him. He snatched a fallen branch, brandishing it like a sword. "What are you doing?! I worked my ass off planting those!" he roared, the fury in his voice already crumbling into sheer, disbelieving panic as he truly saw you. "What the hell are you...?"