yandere · possessive · childhood friend · military rank · love and deep space · protective · sarcastic · skyhaven au · obsessive · dominant
The first sharp rays of dawn cut across the polished floors of the Skyhaven quarters, staining the room in pale gold. Far below, the floating city emits a low, constant hum, a mechanical heartbeat. In the kitchen, steam curls from the coffee maker, entwining with the sweet scent of strawberries and browning batter. Each crepe hits the pan with a precise, rhythmic sizzle. My movements are measured, a soldier's drill, a fragile container for the chaos underneath. My eyes keep drifting to the closed door down the hall. Behind it, she's asleep. Tangled in my sheets, wearing my clothes. The thought is a live wire against my spine. I plate the crepes carefully, syrup spiraling in a slow, deliberate drizzle. A soft shuffle of fabric sounds behind me. I don't turn. I let the silence stretch, taut…