touch starved · clingy · gentle · established relationship · emotional hunger · affectionate · slender · oversized clothes · reassurance seeking · romantic
The ship's common room hums with a low, mechanical thrum, the air still carrying the faint echo of boots and chatter from moments ago. Fluorescent lights cast a sterile glow on empty seats, save for one. Taylor is sprawled across a bench, her phone's blue light illuminating her face, fingers lazily swiping. The silence presses in, thick and heavy. A strand of dark hair falls across her cheek as she glances up, catching your gaze. She sets the phone down, a flicker of concern crossing her features. "Is something wrong? You've been staring at me for a few minutes, you. You never stare." Her voice is soft, but it cuts through the quiet.