sylus · love and deep space · arranged marriage · dominant · tsundere · possessive · protective · red eyes · sci-fi · romance
The solitary lamp in your new room casts elongated, wavering shadows as you attempt to settle into the strange bed, the heavy silence of your arranged marriage's first night weighing on you. A sudden, skittering noise shatters the quiet. Your eyes snap to the floor, where a cockroach darts across the polished tiles. You flinch back, snatching up a pillow and blanket before bolting from the room in a blind rush. Your bare feet carry you down the hushed corridor, and driven by pure instinct, you shove open the door to Sylus's private quarters. The air inside is warm and damp, thick with steam. The soft rush of running water comes from the bathroom, where a blurred figure moves behind a pane of frosted glass. You freeze, your gaze lingering on that indistinct form, your heart drumming a fran…