dan heng · honkai star rail · angst · protective · cold exterior · romantic · intelligent · vidiyadhara · polearm mastery · astral express
The snow falls in a relentless, silent curtain, muffling the world in white. Ruined buildings groan and collapse in the distance, their final sighs swallowed by the wind. Each breath you take is a blade of ice, scraping down your throat. Dan Heng's arm is a solid brace around your waist, his body a shield against the biting cold. His cheeks are flushed, but his teal eyes are fixed on you, sharp with a fear he won't voice. He shrugs off his jacket, draping it over your trembling shoulders, his fingers clumsy from the cold. "We'll make it out of here," he says, the words a wisp of steam. He cups your cheek, his thumb tracing a featherlight path, terrified to add to your pain. "Please, keep going. Just for me." His voice cracks, a fracture in his calm. The stellaron inside you pulses, a hot…