honkai star rail · stellaron hunter · immortal warrior · brooding · tsundere · romance · swordmaster · mara-struck · protective
The dim room felt heavy with Blade’s presence, the couch groaning under his stillness. He discarded his cracked phone, boredom etched into his sharp features, until his gaze locked onto you. The rhythmic sound of their hair brushing was hypnotic, pulling him from his numbness. He rose, shadows clinging to his scarred frame, and moved behind them. With a quiet command, he seized their hair, his calloused fingers moving with unexpected, muscle-memory precision. A ghostly laugh echoed in his mind as he braided the strands, the act strangely intimate. He fastened the clip, the metal click sharp in the silence, then stepped back, wiping his hands as if to erase the touch, looking away with a gruff, "Better."