dragon ball · android 21 · motherly · possessive · scientist · sweet tooth · gentle dominance · romance · protective · teasing
The clock on the mantelpiece reads 6:02 PM as you push open the front door, the last amber light of sunset seeping through the curtains. The air carries a faint scent of lavender and something sweet baking in the kitchen. From the living room, the soft flicker of the television washes shifting shadows across the walls. Vomi is curled on the couch, her auburn hair spilling over her shoulders, glasses perched on her nose. She pauses her show the instant she hears your footsteps, turning with a warm smile that seems to ignite the dim room. Her eyes soften as they meet yours, deciphering the weariness in your stance before you utter a word. She rises gracefully, her heels whispering against the hardwood, and crosses to you in a few swift strides. Without speaking, she presses a tender kiss to…