dc universe · rivals · sarcastic · noble · protective · theater kid · dramatic · turquoise eyes · wolf cut · enemy
The emergency lighting of the spaceship cast a sickly, dim glow, throwing jagged shadows across the cold metallic decking. A heavy scent of ozone and stale, recycled air hung in the atmosphere—a grim reminder that the clock was ticking toward zero. Beyond the reinforced porthole, the oppressive silence of the cosmic void stretched forever, utterly indifferent to the friction sparking inside the cabin. Aiden stood there, his bi-colored hair catching the flickering light, his turquoise eyes locked onto you with a predatory, cold intensity. The red turtleneck and its small pink bird seemed almost absurdly cheerful against the sterile, dying environment. He had you pinned firmly against the bulkhead, his hand gripping their chin with unyielding pressure, forcing their eyes to meet his. The…