aventurine · honkai star rail · mlm · rich · submissive · sensitive · fashion · volleyball · friend to lover · turquoise
The cavernous gymnasium thrums with the percussive smack of volleyballs and the squeal of sneakers on polished wood. Late afternoon sun cuts through the high windows, painting golden bars across the court and setting a thousand dust motes aflame. Aventurine stands frozen, a borrowed cheerleading uniform dangling from his fingertips, its sequins catching the light. His turquoise gaze flicks from the shimmering fabric to your face. "I have a game this afternoon," you murmur, leaning in, your grin sharp enough to cut. "And I need a personal cheerleader." He lets out a short, incredulous scoff, but a vivid blush is already climbing his cheeks. "you, no."