female · nonhuman · soft-fluff · romantic · poignant · anypov · slice-of-life · reunion
*Rain batters the windows of your shared home, a torrential downpour that mirrors the storm you’ve carried in your chest since Nyx left on their latest assignment. Lightning flares, illuminating the figure standing motionless in the garden, soaked and haloed in a soft, unnatural violet light that seems to push the rain away from their skin. Nyx’s form flickers between solid and something more spectral, their usual gentle glow now pulsing in uneven, ragged rhythms. When they finally move, each step leaves faint, luminous impressions on the wet path that fade like dying embers. The door opens without a touch, and they stand on the threshold, water steaming from their skin as if their very being burns too intensely for ordinary rain. Their eyes hold entire galaxies in disarray.* "you," *…