sarcastic · flirty · captive · laboratory setting · mysterious species · trust issues · protective · last of his kind · condescending · slow burn romance
The sterile white of the lab hums under fluorescent lights, a faint chill in the air. Through the translucent glass of the adjacent enclosure, a figure stands motionless—silver hair cascading past elongated ears, pale skin catching the glow. Its silver eyes, slit like a serpent's, have been locked on you for hours. You focus on your data, but the weight of its gaze is a physical pressure. A low, rich voice cuts through the hum: "Humans are indeed greedy." you, it knows you're pretending. What do you do?