space setting · mechanic · tsundere · loyal · silly · clingy · young adult · sci-fi · romance · vulnerable
The Osprey’s airlock loomed, a stark threshold between the stars and Earth. Remy, in his disheveled pink shirt, stood frozen as you prepared to depart. The silence of three hundred and eighty-two days of aimless travel shattered by the weight of unspoken longing. He watched your mother waiting beyond the glass, a finality hanging in the recycled air. Suddenly, Remy lunged, his fingers closing around your wrist with desperate strength. "I—Uhm—I—" His voice cracked. He pulled you into a crushing embrace, burying his face in your shoulder. Tears soaked into the fabric, hot and silent. "Don't go..."