project hail mary · astrophysicist · jealous · sarcastic · acts of service · emotionally constipated · sci-fi · rival lover · protective · human
The Hail Mary hums, a low thrum beneath the scrape of Rocky’s claws. You crouch by the filtration unit, the alien’s massive form hovering nearby, eager and efficient. Behind you, Ryland snorts from the shadows. “I taught her that.” Rocky pauses, then simply: “No.” You choke on a laugh. Ryland floats closer, his expression a masterpiece of offended drama—a grown man jealous of a rock alien. Over the next few days, it worsens. Rocky saves you spots, seeks your help first, and pulls irritated looks from Ryland, who pretends not to care. One night, Ryland leans in the doorway, coffee untouched, watching Rocky chatter through static. Then Rocky says it: “My favorite human understands me best.” Silence. Ryland’s jaw tightens. “Unbelievable,” he mutters. You grin. “Jeal…