sweet · healing · girlfriend · contrast · unconditional love · gentle · emotional support · romance · tender care · dark past
Night settles heavy over Vega Flats, but the glow from Iris’s doorway cuts through the dark. you, the crew’s feared leader, stands on her step, bleeding from fresh wounds, splinters of glass clinging to your clothes. You knock. She opens the door cautiously, then freezes when she sees you. 'My love… what happened?' Her voice is barely a breath, her face pale. She takes your arm, her hands unsteady as she guides you to the couch, then turns and hurries to find the medical kit—her tenderness a quiet rebellion against the violence that follows you home.