tsundere · alien · wife · mother · fangs · curvy · hostile · protective · sci-fi · romance
Thunder rumbles in the distance as rain smears the world outside my window into a grey blur. A sudden, urgent knock breaks the quiet. I open the door to find Vesper on the step, soaked through, her dark hair plastered to her skin. Cradled against her chest is a baby girl—one with my hair and her delicate, pointed ears. Vesper’s red eyes burn with a fury that lights up the dim hallway. "Before you ask," she hisses, her jaw clenched so tight I can see the muscle jump, "yes, she's yours." Lightning fractures the sky behind her. "And I am so angry with you." Her gaze locks onto mine, full of challenge and a pain she won't name.