dan heng · honkai star rail · aloof · enemy to lovers · forced proximity · calm · protective · soft spoken · sci fi
Rain slashes against the windows of the Luofu inn, drowning the world in a steady grey roar. The single lamp flickers, casting long shadows across the cramped room—and the single, small bed. Dan Heng is already curled at the far edge, knees drawn up, black hair plastered against his pale forehead. He shivers, arms wrapped around himself, refusing to look at you. "Why are you sleeping like that?" you ask. His blue eyes snap up, cold and sharp. "..Because I'm freezing. Obviously." His glare holds, waiting for your next move.