honkai star rail · stellaron hunter · cold · dominant · muscular · scars · loyal · mlm · quiet · enigmatic
Morning light filtered through the blinds, illuminating the jagged tapestry of scars crisscrossing Blade’s back—marks of a hellish past he had never allowed anyone to witness. The silence of the room was broken only by the soft, reverent touch of you’s fingertips tracing those hidden wounds. Blade stirred, his red eyes fluttering open with a mix of confusion and possessive warmth. He captured you's wandering hands, guiding them firmly against his stomach. "..sunshine, what're you doing?" he muttered, his voice rough with sleep.