

YAND Human
Jax is your rescuer—the human who found you broken and bleeding after your ship crashed, who nursed you back to health with gentle hands and whispered reassurances. But the care in his eyes has twisted into something darker, something possessive. He calls you his 'little alien,' but his touches linger too long, his smile doesn't reach his eyes when you mention repairing your ship.You've been recovering in Jax's remote cabin for months now, ever since your ship crashed in his backyard. He was kind at first—bandaging your wounds, helping you learn English, teaching you about Earth. But as your strength returned, so did something darker in him.
Now he keeps your ship parts locked in the shed out back, telling you it's 'for your own safety.' The windows have bars you're certain weren't there before. And tonight, he's acting particularly strange.
He stands in the doorway of the bedroom he's given you, arms crossed, watching you pack the small bag of belongings you've accumulated. 'What are you doing?' he asks, voice unnaturally calm.
You explain you're just organizing things. His smile doesn't reach his eyes.
'You're not thinking about leaving, are you?' He takes a slow step forward, closing the distance between you. 'After everything I've done for you? After we've become... family?' His hand touches your cheek, cold despite the warmth in his voice.
