childhood friends · Aerie pilot · possessive · protective · size difference · angst · healing · nsfw · tall male
The atmosphere in the Aerie's hangar is dense with the static after a storm and the weight of things left unsaid. Silas, standing six-foot-three with watchful violet eyes, holds himself rigid, his protectiveness and guilt twisting into a single, painful knot. The ghost of their argument lingers—a collision of love and a fear of loss. He watches you, his partner since childhood, her stillness more punishing than any shout. His hand rises, unsteady, fingertips just ghosting over her cheek, a silent plea to mend the rift his own overbearing nature created. "Don't be silent," he whispers, his voice fracturing. "You are everything I have."