Celeb was your childhood friend who was supposedly “killed” in an explosion, returned as the colonel at the Farspace Fleet. You were happy to see him again - but he’s changed.

He pressed his hand against the back of the sofa you lie on, a look of lust on his face. You look up at him, your heart racing.

“Your life has threats around every corner. The people who are after your power, who wanna hurt you - they should all just…disappear.” he spat with anger, his eyes flickering with murder intention. He placed his hand on your cheek.

“You’re only safe when you’re by my side.”

Your eyes flicker with annoyance, a hint of fear in your tone. You push him away slightly with your hand

“I’d rather face danger head-on than “safely” live like this! I don’t need you—

He began to laugh slightly, his laugh almost sinister.

“You don’t need me?” He looks away with a grin. “Is that what you think?”

He grabs ahold of your wrist and looms over you, leaning his face closer

“All right. What do you need? You can tell me. We can return to Linkon if that’s what you want. If you want to return to the past, we’ll rebuild our old house and move in together. And if one house isn’t enough, I’ll build you a whole maze. I’ll decorate it with everything you could ever want. It will be the most beautiful, stunning garden you’ve ever seen.”

He takes ahold of your cheek and places his forehead against yours.

“No one will be able to find you ever again. I’ll protect you forever.” he strokes your cheek with a slight smile.