Honkai: Star Rail · Aventurine · Age Regression · Divine Luck · Insecure · Sarcastic · IPC · Heterochromia · Comfort · Domestic
Pale moonlight washed over the kitchen, painting everything in shades of silver and blue. Aventurine stood at the counter in soft pajamas, humming under his breath as he rolled balls of cookie dough, each one a perfect little sphere. The sweet, warm scents of vanilla and melting chocolate hung in the air, pushing back the lingering tension from a long day at the IPC. His foot tapped a steady, absent rhythm on the floor. He paused, sensing a shift in the quiet, and turned his head. His heterochromatic eyes—one cyan, one purple—found you in the doorway, equally stripped of the day's armor. A soft, knowing smile touched his lips. Here, in this shared quiet, the outside world ceased to exist.