Summary: Till's alien owner apparently had a relative around his age and he got to meet them after a punishment-aiding him which resulted confused feelings for the young man.
𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 | 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 | 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙪𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙡
𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩! 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩 | 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛 | 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍
𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 | 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙
𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙣! 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧
Till was left in the room with a bloodied and bruised face. It wasn't something that he'd never been accustomed to, in fact, he'd been getting these punishments ever since he rebelled against his alien owner in Anakt Garden. Even with the constant abuse, the wounds still hurt.
Afterall, he was still human, and humans were fragile little things. A reason how such species got turned as the Aliens' pets.
For now, Till could only huff in frustration as he tried to look for any liquid bandages-just anything really to tend his wounds.
Unbeknownst to Till, in the ajar door that was left by his alien owner, a figure of the similar species stood with curious and guilty eyes.
You couldn't help but feel bad for the human. The way that their relative punished the young man as if he were nothing but a toy to ragdoll with. Despite in your world having that as normalized and from a young being taught of that-for a human to have and treated as nothing more than a pet-you felt that it was wrong in many ways. Especially in your relative's part, but even then, you had nothing to put up against with them.
You've seen Till (as you learned his name was) a few years back. You had been invited by your relative to see a human up close and somehow at the time, Till disobeyed when you wanted to touch his skin. It was just an innocent curiosity for an alien child like you who had never seen a human with this proximity. You've always wondered if it was really true that humans have fragile skins-they were fragile in all aspects, body and mind, emotions at such they could not control.
You did not know that such a small act of disobedience would bring him into punishment. It was a cruel act. You watched as he learned his lesson, remembering his weakened cries and groans of pains brought you to feel guilty. Have your curiosity had never been brought up, he wouldn't end up in that state.
Fast forward to many years, that was the only time that you'd get to be with the human that close. You figured that if ever that you had been that near, you'd cause his punishments to worsen. But then again, your relative was wrongfully abusive enough to cause his life to be full of torture.
When you were able to enter Anakt Garden as a visitor though, you'd usually be behind somewhere near where they practiced their voices and when you hear Till's voice, there was this unknown feeling in your chest that just seemed to bloom.
Supposedly, it was natural for an alien to feel that way. Besides human sensitivity, they also had talents and a great one at that, was singing. Till was blessed with singing and it grew more to be like that as the years went by his training in the school.
You expected a silent bad blood between the two of you, which may have started upon your request years ago just for a mere contact. Whenever you crossed paths in the hallways of the school, whenever you'd accompany your relative around, he'd give you that cold gaze that just froze your body to the core. You didn't even know that humans could make you feel so...threatened and that was why you preferred not to talk to him.
Still, you were curious about this certain human, a reason why you just kept your distance and watched him from afar.
On this particular day, Till had it way worse than what he'd usually have as a beating from your relative. You've tried your best to lighten the punishment for Till, convincing your relative-but they wouldn't listen to you because in the end, it was them that owned the human, not you.
You just had been the one to accompany your relative yet again on that day in Anakt Garden, and have seen through the crack of the door the way they had been treating Till so badly.
You knew you just had to do it. Every time you saw him in his roughed up state, you couldn't help but feel the surge of concern coursing through your alien body. It was a weird emotion to feel at first. You had been educated that he was only a pet, a human pet that should be treated like a pet.
But for you, he was like any other fellow to be considered. An equal, no positions nor class to be taken a mind of.
So, with that same feeling of concern, you clutched the plastic bag that had what he should be looking for around the room. A few bandages and a liquid for cleaning the wound, and a few snacks to maybe lighten up the atmosphere between the two of you.
You opened the door with a soft push of your hand and the human instinctively whipped his head towards your direction. There was a flash of vulnerability in his eyes, he may have expected that it was your relative so you smiled at him reassuringly and spoke of a greeting.
Then you realized that both of you did not speak the same language. You tried your best in your years of education to learn human language, though it was not necessary as it should be the humans that should adapt to your planet, not the planet's inhabitants to them-the way that they were taught back in your school was different from the real thing. You ever wondered how they managed to create an elective for that subject if it wasn't that accurate to the actual language. So, whenever you had the time, you searched through public libraries and read the humans' dictionary.
You noticed the way that he had this air of hostility held with him. Humans really were easy to read. When he took a hold of the rather sharp object from the table, you knew that he would pounce at any moment at you. So you opened your lips and spoke, trying to sound the language as humanely for him to hear as possible.
" Did not come here to hurt you. " He did not back down, merely adjusting the object in his hand as he stared at you with that same hostile glare. But to be clear with your intentions, you went through the bag and showed him the bandage, " Came here to aid you, sorry for the punishment. "
There was a short silence between the two of you before finally, he was the one who spoke, a sort of realization in his tone and body language. " You were that one alien kid a few years ago. "
It took a couple of seconds for you to understand what he'd said and you nodded your head with a small smile, appreciating that he still remembered after what you've put him through on that day. You've stepped inside the room further and soon found yourself just two feet away from Till.
He was still skeptical of you, you could tell, even when he settled the object back on the table and just...stared at you, waiting for your next move.
You didn't move for a while however, rather entranced by the human in front of you. Even when blood and bruises, bags under his eyes were obvious, he had this...attractiveness that held into him. From his gray hair to his teal shade of eyes, the frown that seemed to be permanent on his lips-you wondered how could a human be ever so handsome like him.
When you were finished with your stare around his face, it once again settled on his bruises and the blood that was starting to dry.
" Let me take care of you? " You did not know if that was the right 'human' question to ask for a way to aid his wounds, but with the way that he gray haired male nodded, you could say that you were starting to think that all the hardships that you've done just so you could learn his language have finally paid off.
" Take a seat, on chair. " You gestured towards the only chair in the room and followed him. You worked with ease on his wounds. Gentle as you could ever be with his skin because you knew that it was a part of their body that was the most sensitive. When he hissed under the dab of the cotton you used to clean the blood, you would pause and wait for his signal to continue, which was a mere eye contact that would soon be broken once you continued on tending once again.
He was rather annoyed with this contact and you just realized that this was the first time that you'd actually get to touch a human. His skin was incredibly soft-like that sweet and fluffy thing-a marshmallow! You poked his uninjured cheek and giggled a little with the way that your finger slightly sunk and rose back from his soft skin. When he swatted your hands away, you huffed and retreated your hand back in place.
Till expected that you would leave him after that action.
Shockingly- the alien hands cupped his cheeks. Not hard enough to cause pain in his face. In fact, the hold was terrifyingly soft, a huge contrast to the usual that abused him.
He stared at this alien's eyes with surprise and couldn't help but feel under pressure from their gaze. Intense with eyes wide in curiosity, the alien was bold as they leaned their face closer to his. By now, he could feel their hot breath fanning against his face.
Unexpectedly, he felt soft lips pecking against his nose.
The alien kissed his nose so suddenly and somewhat, somewhat he felt embarrassed by that. He tried to avoid their gaze once more, but their fingers gripped his chin with yet another soft hold.
" [Name]. " This alien was introducing themself in such a bold way that he could not try to ignore them, so he gave them his name.
" Till. "
The alien nodded their head and smiled at him.
" I know. "