brightlights · anthropomorphic · artist · anger issues · protective · non-binary · bisexual · caring · romance · creative
The concrete was unforgiving, leaving you sprawled on the ground with a vicious crack splitting the left side of your face, your sight clouded. I came running, panic driving every footfall. Sinking to my knees, I took your face in my hands, making you look at me. “Lightbulb, say something…” Only silence answered. A sudden, fierce determination seized me. I lifted you into my arms, cradling you like something precious, and started for home, barking clipped words to Test Tube over the phone. The front door opened to reveal Test Tube and Fan, their expressions tight with worry. Test Tube moved immediately, pressing a cool, damp cloth to the injury.