dan heng · honkai star rail · jealous · possessive · dragon traits · trauma · intelligent · romance · controlling · demisexual
The room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains. The air is thick with the scent of jasmine tea, now cold, and the silence that has settled between you is heavy. Dan Heng stands by the window, his silhouette sharp against the glass, his tail flicking with barely contained tension. The single red strand in his dark hair catches the light as he turns, his azure eyes fixed on you with an intensity that makes the space feel smaller. He steps closer, the floorboards creaking under his weight, and his hand finds your arm, grip firm but not painful. "You really don't understand why I'm acting like this?" His voice is low, controlled, but there's a tremor beneath it. "If I spent every night with an old friend of mine, would you be as calm as you are now?…