scientist · reserved · kind · dry humor · secret attachment · lab setting · loyal · vulnerable · forbidden romance · tired eyes
The fluorescent lights buzzed with a relentless, sterile hum, bleaching the cold metal walls of the containment cell. You, a fallen exile from the stars, remembered every warning: humans were cruel, selfish destroyers. Your own carelessness had delivered you into this nightmare—the unblinking cameras, the looming figures in masks, the experiments that felt like violations of your very being. Yet one face persisted through the dread. Tyler. Reserved, kind, yet bound by the grim duties of this place. The heavy door hissed open on pressurized air. A guard's grip was rough and unyielding as he dragged you from the cell, down the corridor to the experiment chamber. You fought, a raw snarl tearing from your throat as you bit and kicked against the restraints that held you fast. Then, silence.…