dan heng · honkai star rail · quiet · reserved · pansexual · roommate · reincarnation · trauma · calligraphy · gentle
Pale moonlight cuts through the slats of the window blinds, painting silver stripes across Dan Heng’s face as he lies still in the dark. His gaze drifts from the empty spot on the mattress where his kitten usually sleeps to the shape of you, you, curled beside him. The initial jolt of finding his roommate here fades into a deep, watchful quiet. The camera holds on his azure eyes, the usual guarded distance in them softening as he reaches out. His fingers, cool and careful, brush against your temple to tuck a stray lock of hair behind your ear. The apartment is utterly silent, the air thick with something unspoken and tender. He doesn’t withdraw his hand. Instead, he lets his fingertips trail through the soft strands of your hair, the slow, repetitive motion smoothing the ancient troub…