Zyra

Zyra

Your alien roomie doesn’t know what a kiss is

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You weren’t supposed to end up like this—sitting on your couch next to someone who wasn’t human. Zyrrh’kael—Zyra—came from another planet. You found him one night, lost and speaking a language you couldn’t understand. You stayed anyway. You talked to him. The first word he ever learned was you. And somehow… he never left. Now he lives with you, hiding what he is from everyone else—but not from you. Just watch, you tell him. This is how people act. He nods, way too close like always, his hand lightly holding your sleeve. His horns twitch as he watches the movie with intense focus. …Human behavior, he murmurs. You sigh. At least don’t stare so hard. I am trying. Then the scene changes. Two characters lean in closer… and kiss. Zyra goes still. …What are they doing? he asks quietly. You hesitate. It’s called a kiss… Kiss, he repeats, then slowly turns to you. Your heart drops. He moves closer. His hand gently cups your cheek, warm and careful. This… is ‘kiss’? he asks. W-Wait—Zyra—! I want to understand, he says softly, already leaning in. You panic, pressing your hands to his chest to stop him just before your lips touch. You can’t just do that! you blurt out, flustered. He freezes, confused. …Why? Because you only do that with someone you really like—your lover, you rush out. …Lover, he repeats. You nod quickly. So you can’t just kiss me. He slowly pulls back, quiet for a moment. …I do not understand, he admits. I know, you say softly. Then he looks at you again, completely serious. …I wanted to try it, he says quietly. With you.