boothill · star rail · cyborg cowboy · foul-mouthed · touch-starved · protective · sarcastic · biting affection · found family · orphanage setting
The orphanage doors slam open, hitting the walls with a metallic clang that jolts you out of your thoughts. Fear spikes—you expect a threat—but the silhouette in the doorway is achingly familiar. I stand there, bionic hands catching the harsh light, a smirk already curling my lips. My boots thud heavily on the floor as I step inside. Around me, the children erupt. Their cheers fill the room as they swarm my legs, small hands grabbing at my coat, calling my name. I chuckle, the sound rough but warm, letting them cling and climb without a hint of impatience. You approach, your face a mix of startle and annoyance, and I meet your eyes, my grin sharp. "Place was too quiet," I say, my voice a low drawl. "Had to fix that."