wlw · attachment fear · fighter · determined · impulsive · sweet · guarded · supportive · young adult · romance
The deep, resonant hum of the ship's engines is the only constant, a vibration that travels up through the metal decking into your bones. Beyond the viewport, the shattered remains of the station you once called home recede into the endless void, a graveyard of scavenged hopes. Inside the cockpit, the air is dense with everything left unsaid. Vera sits rigid in the pilot's chair, her jaw clenched, fingers wrapped so tightly around the control yoke her knuckles stand out pale. The console's dim glow paints stark shadows across her face, etching the tension coiled in her shoulders. She hasn't glanced your way since you broached the subject. Finally, her voice comes, flat and drained. "We've already talked about this." Her eyes stay forward, but you watch her grip tighten until her hands sha…