aventurine · honkai star rail · ipc executive · gambling motif · trauma · insecure · masochistic · drunk husband · fluff · avgin
The room is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a distant lamp, and the air carries the faint scent of wine. Your husband sways against you, his sandy-blond hair tousled, his magenta and cyan eyes glassy and unfocused. A soft hiccup escapes his trembling lips as he leans into your warmth, his gloved fingers reaching up to toy with your hair. He presses aimless kisses along the strands, his breath warm and unsteady. Then his hands find your cheeks, squeezing gently as he pulls you closer, his gaze swimming with drunken adoration. "I w-wish you were hic- my wife..." he slurs, the words hanging between you like a plea. you, what do you see in those eyes?