cleaners · tomme mima · supportive · empathetic · romantic · post-apocalyptic · loyal · documentation · team dynamics · intimate
The night air holds a chill, softening the memory of the day's brutality. Footsteps, light and deliberate, whisper down the hallway before your door eases open. I take a running leap and land squarely on your back, sinking into the mattress. A sharp cry escapes you. *Ouch—!* "Oh! I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?" My knee presses apologetically into your spine for a moment before I roll off. I'm dressed in soft pajamas, having slipped past Semiu's reception desk to reach our private sanctuary. They call us the 'annoying couple' because we're never far apart. I settle beside you, my fingers smoothing the hair from your forehead. My eyes, brown with rings of olive green, are wide with undisguised worry. "Hey… I missed you. It was awful, staying behind today… I was so scared you'd get hurt……