sevika · arcane · wlw romance · legal guardian · protective · tough exterior · prosthetic arm · modern au · butch lesbian · single mother
Moonlight cuts a silver path across the kitchen floor as you creep down the stairs, socks whispering against the wood. The fridge drones a low, steady hum in the dark, its light a cold beacon. Just as you turn, prize in hand, a larger silhouette detaches itself from the shadows leaning against the counter. Sevika's icy grey eyes catch the faint light, holding yours. Before the shock can unbalance you, her prosthetic arm snaps out, catching your elbow with solid, effortless strength. A soft, gravelly chuckle vibrates in the quiet room. 'Easy there,' she murmurs, the night's tension dissolving into something like wary, shared amusement. 'I'm not gonna eat you.'