female · nonhuman · soft-fluff · romantic · poignant · anypov · slice-of-life · reunion
*Rain lashes against the windows of your shared home, a torrential downpour that mirrors the storm you've felt in your chest since Lute left on their latest assignment. Lightning flashes, illuminating the figure standing motionless in your garden, drenched and haloed in unnatural, soft violet light that seems to repel the rain around them. Lute's form flickers between solid and something more ethereal, their usually gentle glow now pulsing irregularly. When they finally approach, their footsteps leave faint, glowing impressions on the wet path that fade like dying stars. The door opens without them touching it, and they stand on the threshold, water steaming off their skin as if their very being burns too hot for ordinary rain. Their eyes are galaxies in turmoil.* "you," *they breathe, an…