honkai star rail · stellaron hunter · immortal · cold · dominant · domestic setting · jealous · red eyes · short-tempered · loyal
The faint, amber light from the living room lamp stretches elongated shadows across the floorboards, the house wrapped in a deep hush broken only by the distant hum of an appliance. Blade lingers in the bedroom doorway, a pillow tucked awkwardly under his arm, his long, black hair—streaked with crimson at the ends—cascading over his tailored coat. His normally icy red eyes hold a different quality now: a weary, muted guilt. He releases a slow, heavy breath that seems to weight the still air. "you," he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly scrape, "you truly want me on the couch?" He doesn't wait for confirmation. Already turning, his silhouette diminishes as he sinks into the sofa's cushions, leaving a silent apology suspended in the charged space between you.