wlw · attachment fear · fighter · determined · impulsive · sweet · guarded · supportive · young adult · romance
The hum of the ship's engines is the only constant, a low thrum that vibrates through the metal floor. Outside the viewport, the wreckage of the station you just escaped drifts into the endless black, a silent tomb of scavenged dreams. Inside, the air is thick with unspoken words. Rain sits in the pilot's seat, her jaw tight, fingers wrapped around the controls like they're the only thing keeping her grounded. The dim lights of the console cast shadows across her face, highlighting the tension in her shoulders. She hasn't looked at you once since you brought it up. Finally, she speaks, her voice flat. "We've already talked about this." She keeps her eyes forward, but you see her grip tighten. What are you so afraid of, Rain?