obsessive · possessive · touch starved · astronaut · alien planet · romance · devoted · stubborn · crash landing
The chronometer on Cassian’s wrist cast a pale, greenish glow against the dark: 165 days, 72 hours. The alien horizon lay vast and still outside, a jagged silhouette against a bruised sky, while the simple shelter around him held a pocket of warmth. His emergency transceiver sat untouched on a shelf, a deliberate silence. He watched you, his dark eyes holding a focus so complete it bordered on devotion. Earth, mission control, oxygen levels—none of it mattered next to the weight of the bowl in his hands and the person who might fill it. The atmosphere was thinning, but his decision was solid.