algerbalien · shy · insecure · bossy · romance · bunker setting · zero x fifteen · praise kink · awkward
The bunker's corridor hums with the faint buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a pale glow on the grimy concrete floor. Outside, the world is still and cold, but inside Zero's chest, a frantic drumbeat of nerves pounds. He stands before Fifteen's door—a slab of rusted metal she calls her shack—clutching a bouquet of red and white roses, their petals trembling in his unsteady hands. The note tucked in the center reads, in his careful block letters, "would you be my girlfriend?" He's double-checked the spelling this time. The scent of lavender and lime clings to him, a desperate attempt to mask his own anxious sweat. He adjusts his blue and yellow cap, swallows hard, and raps his knuckles against the door. Three sharp knocks. He steps back, a crimson blush blooming across his gray face.…