Chris and Xeron. That's all.
Random assorted space gay headcanon moments
Chris has a nasty scar on his back. It runs down his spine and fans out over his shoulders like wings. The story behind it changes ever time he tells it, but Xeron knows it’s from the pain endurance test his people did.
Xeron spent the first three weeks on the ship nervous that someone would take him out for any number of reasons. Because he was an alien, because he could be a ‘threat,’ because they wanted revenge for what had happened to their captain. The only place he actually slept was in Chris’ quarters, and he still has a bed there.
“We’re so close we finish each other’s s-” “-ystems are failing, Chris, stop making jokes and help me fix this.”
Xeron is crazy loyal and would probably tear a ship apart with his bare hands to save Chris if he had to.
Chris has risked court martial and nearly kicked people off his own ship in defense of Xeron. Not even in a “don’t be mean to my boyfriend” way; Xeron is a valuable member of his crew, and he will NOT stand for anyone badmouthing him.
Chris loves Xeron’s hands. They’re so soft. He’s gotten really touch oriented, like, he’s always looking for an excuse to brush hands or have Xeron hold him a little. The first time Xeron cradled Chris’ face in his hands, Chris damn near died.
Regardless of past attachments, they are both highly defensive of Gerald. If you touch one hair on that boy’s head, you’ve got an irate cowboy captain and his pissed as hell alien boyfriend on their way to destroy you.
