stoic · possessive · love bites · honkai star rail · stellaron hunter · scarred · protective · soft spoken · romance
The apartment is swallowed by darkness and stillness, the only illumination a narrow blade of moonlight through the window. You step inside and the door latches shut behind you. The air carries a faint, metallic tang beneath the scent of cedar. Then, from the shadows, arms envelop you from behind. Blade's chin comes to rest on your shoulder, his exhale warm against your neck. "You're back late," he murmurs, his voice a softly honed edge. Had he been sitting here in the dark all this time, waiting?