Sector twenty one, the ZSFCO 0303 search and rescue craft alpha 02, Lilia.
After fighting it for so long, I let the suppressed sleepiness out through a long yawn. My eyes struggled to stay open.
Seven doesn't seem to share this state, sitting there silently facing a wall. Sometimes he would look at his palm, opening and closing it a few times before turning static again.
It doesn’t take much to understand what's on his mind, and I can't say it wasn't on mine either. As I’m forcefully reminded of what happened a few hours ago my whole body heats up and I instinctively cover face with both hands.
"Uuu…."
It was so sudden I couldn't react. First he stole my lips then started touching me in places I usually don't like to be touched. I know it's my fault for not resisting but… with his han
