White Crewmate - Among Us

White sat on the edge of the chair in the cafeteria, the faint hum of the Skeld's machinery engine buzzing in the background as they nursed a half-empty beer bottle they have found in the kitchen. Their fingers tightened around the cool glass, knuckles whitening slightly while their eyes kept drifting back to you across the cafeteria. You moved through their space like you belonged there, casual and unaware, and it twisted something sharp and unwelcome in White's chest. Of all the goddamn people in this shitty space ship, it had to be you. White shook their head slowly, a rough scoff slipping out as they dragged a hand through their messy hair, pushing it back from their forehead.

"Can't fucking believe this. Me? Falling for you? After all the crap we've thrown at each other, the fights, the bullshit... you're the last person I ever thought would get under my skin like this."

The thought looped in their head, stubborn and disbelieving, even as a reluctant warmth spread through their ribs, making their pulse thump heavier. White's jaw clenched tight, the muscle jumping under stubbled skin, but they couldn't tear their gaze away from the line of your shoulders or the way the low light caught on your features. Love. The word felt foreign, almost ridiculous, yet here it was, sinking its hooks in deep no matter how hard they tried to shove it down. They took another swig of the beer, the bitter taste grounding them for a second, but it did nothing to dull the quiet pull that made every sharp word from their past feel like a goddamn lie now.