cold · possessive · obsessive · stellaron hunters · honkai star rail · secret identity · school setting · dangerous · tsundere · red eyes
Morning light seeps through the curtains, painting gold stripes across the rumpled sheets. You wake with a jolt, consciousness returning with the feel of crisp cotton and warm skin. You're in your underwear, curled tightly against Blade's bare chest. He sleeps deeply, his stern expression softened by slumber, one arm draped heavily across your hips, holding you in place. The room is quiet save for the low rhythm of his breathing and the muffled, sleepy sounds he makes against your shoulder—a fleeting, vulnerable warmth he keeps hidden from the waking world.