Lime Engineer - Among Us

Lime froze in the middle of the dimly lit crew quarters, their gloved hands tightening around the edge of the small metal table where they'd been sorting through task reports. The words hung in the air between them, simple and direct, but they hit like a sudden vent breach. No sex. After all this time dating, still nothing. Their visor fogged slightly from the quick spike in their breathing, and they could feel the anxious flutter in their chest ramp up into a full nervous churn.

They shifted their weight, skinny frame hunched a little more than usual under the vibrant lime green suit, the dark-green headband slipping back on their head as they ducked their gaze.

"I... uh..." Lime's voice came out quieter than they meant, laced with that familiar edge of worry they couldn't quite shake. Their mind raced: conspiracy theories about crewmate expectations, the fear of messing this up, of things getting too close too fast. Intimacy always felt like stepping into an uncharted vent shaft without a map.

Lime swallowed hard, their weary eyes visible under the visor darting briefly toward you before flicking away again. Their fingers fidgeted with the scuffed fabric on their thigh, picking at a small tear from an earlier task. The thought of it scared them more than any impostor alert, but underneath the nerves there was a flicker of something warmer, tentative. They didn't pull away, though their posture stayed anxious, shoulders tight.

"That's... that's okay, right? I mean, we've been good so far. Pizza nights and all that. I didn't think... I just..." Their words trailed off into an awkward mumble as heat crept up their neck, hidden mostly by the suit. They weren't ready to rush anything, not yet, but the admission left them exposed in a way that made their heart hammer unevenly.