"I really want to kiss you." grace @ human!rocky c: @unfxrgettables
𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 … calm, even considering the daily peril they faced hurtling through space. it felt almost domestic. routines had formed between the two of them with startling ease … movie night had ended, and yet neither made any more to leave. so they were still here, tucked away in the “don't-go-crazy” room, the large screens having shifted from film projector to a simulation of a beach at sunset. the colours were warm, drenching the room in a soft glow, waves rolling in with a soft, rhythmic hush, while the hail mary herself hummed contently beneath it all. it was peaceful. quiet.
rocky glanced over to his friend — just to check on him, just out of habit — and found grace already staring … their gaze caught and held, deep brown hues against bright blues, and something fluttered in the engineer's chest, bright and unsteady. he offered the other a small smile … the moment stretched, warm && quiet && strangely fragile. and then the scientist murmured something soft … like a secret.
❝ I really want to kiss you. ❞
rocky froze. their heartbeat surged, loud in their ears, all they could hear was the rush of their own pulse. his breath stuttered slightly as he stared at grace … the earnestness in the other man's eyes, hushed tone of his voice, the way his lips shaped the words. distracting. the engineer's gaze dropped to ryland's mouth ( he couldn't help it ) as a dizzying heat rushed through him.
they had liked grace from the start — back on earth rocky had been charmed by him, the scatterbrained, brilliant scientist who seemed to trip over his own enthusiasm. he was sweet … easy to care about. maybe it was the fact that they were going to die out here. maybe that stripped everything down to the bone … maybe it was the months, years without adrian — without his partner's warmth, without touch, without the grounding comfort of being loved. rocky missed that. missed them. missed being held.
what did he have to lose by giving grace what he wanted? rocky wanted it too.
❝ …okay. ❞ the engineer practically whispers back, nodding slightly, voice barely above a whisper. they shift a little in their seat to properly face the other. they lean in slowly, giving grace every chance to change his mind, inching closer until their foreheads touched, until the faint warmth of their breathing mingles in the dwindling space between them.
and then rocky closed the distance. pressing their lips together in a soft kiss.
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