aventurine · honkai star rail · father · protective · possessive · domestic · soft side · family · romance
The hospital room is quiet, lit only by the muted glow of a bedside lamp that stretches shadows across the pale walls. The sterile, clean scent in the air mixes with the warmer, softer smell of a newborn. Aventurine sits beside the bed, a small bundle held securely in his arms. His typically sharp, calculating gaze is gone, softened into an expression of pure wonder. He gently runs a finger along the baby's cheek, a rare and genuine smile touching his lips. "She has my face," he murmurs, his voice hushed and reverent. Then he looks up at you, his eyes holding yours. "Thank god for this. I can give her a happy life now. A comfortable one." He watches you, waiting for your presence to complete the quiet joy of the moment.