Starset

{White's POV}

I was in my bunk bed in my small room. It was recently shared with Red since there wasn't another room left for him. I let him take the top bunk- it wasn't a problem, yet, I felt troubled, about what Red told me earlier in the medbay.

"Purple says there's an Impostor around with us- something about that anomaly missing." I felt sick to my stomach once more. I gulp, "What should we do? What if does to the rest of us that it did to.. to Cyan?" The name felt taboo- it was so surreal, Cyan was really dead. I started getting more nervous, "Half of the body was missing, you don't think it's.. feasting upon us, right? It's hungry?" I hold my head with my hands, staring at the floor, tears swelling up in my eyes. Red took my hands, "Trust me, I won't let it hurt you." I admired his bravery. A lot.

What if we all end up dead? What if we kill one of our crewmates- thinking the alien was them? I couldn't sleep, so I got up from the bed, seeing Red turned away from the side- He slept with his helmet on, but so did Purple, so it wasn't that odd. I placed my helmet on, and went outside the room.

I wandered around in cafeteria, looking at the window beside me. Space truly was beautiful. To think it was so big, too. I sat down, pondering life. I remember being young- I always wanted to be an astronaut. I loved space and stars and the unknown. I wanted to discover it- find life, find a new planet. When I was on my first mission to Polus, it was a wondrous feeling, like when it's Christmas and you got a present you wanted all year. A refreshing, wonderful memory. I inhale deeply, and exhale slowly.

Then, I heard a noise, a slithering, stretching sound. I looked down, seeing a shadow with huge teeth and a long tongue. I felt terrified, shaking, remembering what Red had said before once more, "You know, this thing could turn into anything. I wonder what its true form is." I jolt, and turn around behind me with a flinch.

It was just Red, as normal as always. I felt relieved, "Oh! Red, I thought you were asleep." I chuckle nervously, and he shakes his head, "I couldn't fall asleep." I scratch my chin, "Oh, really? Neither could I." I pause for a moment, carefully thinking of my wording, "Say, would you care to join me?" I tilt my head to the window full of stars and galaxies. It would feel better to have someone watch them with me. "Sure," He said, sitting beside me. I smiled under my helmet. Company was always nice, I'm a people person, after all.

"Space is so beautiful." I felt brave to share some information to Red, I really trust him. "I always wanted to be an astronaut. The idea seemed so fun, to fly around in space. The feeling of finding planets and new possible life..." I pause, "Stargazing. I love stars. They're so pretty and bright, you know?" I turn to Red, and he nods. I turn back to the window, "I used to paint stars all the time. I even would paint on the walls. My parents would always scold me, but loved my art and passion for space." I shift closer to Red, and I noticed that he didn't move away.

"What about you?" I asked, and Red seemed confused, "Hm?" "About your life? What motivated you to go into space?" I felt so comfortable around him. "O-Oh, well," He stutters a little, "Actually, I have no idea. I got amnesia from an accident and all I know is I worked as an electrician for the space program, and was assigned this mission. I also found out who my parents are, but it's no use. I don't remember a thing." My smile faded, "That's.. so sad. I'm sorry." He shakes his head, "No, it's fine. After all, I don't remember anything." 

I felt bad, but there was a stronger feeling masking over it. My heart was pounding again. I noticed my little halo glowing stronger and brighter. I couldn't stop this gut feeling of a knot in my stomach- like there were butterflies in there. It only ever happened when I was around Red. I thought about this for a long while.

Am.. Am I in love?

Am I in love with Red??

I couldn't accept the fact that I was, I only met him recently, it's been about, what, almost a week? Maybe I was just lonely, or it was because I haven't been in a relationship since middle school. Eventually, I felt a warmth on my right hand. I look down, my face redder than it has ever been. He was holding my hand. Red was holding my hand. My heart started pounding even faster- I didn't even know it could pound that fast, and I started shaking vigorously. "Is this okay?" He asked, and I couldn't find any words to say, I simply nodded, coming closer, I started to feel comfortably tired.

Yawning, I rest my head onto Red's shoulder, watching the stars glimmer until I closed my eyes.