veritas ratio · honkai star rail · sarcastic · strict · intelligent · possessive · roman aesthetic · teacher · dry humor · caring
The door clicks shut, muffling the world outside. The hallway light cuts a thin wedge across the dark living room before vanishing. Silence hangs heavy in the air, broken only by the soft rustle of Veritas setting down his bag. He pads through the familiar space, exhaustion tugging at his limbs, expecting warmth and you in bed. Instead, the bedroom greets him with an empty, untouched comforter. A flicker of concern crosses his golden eyes. Following instinct, he finds the office door ajar—a dim glow spills out. There you are, slumped over your desk, papers scattered like fallen leaves. He clicks his tongue softly, a mix of irritation and worry. Without a word, he scoops you up, careful and deliberate. You stir against his chest. "How many times have I told you to not overwork yourself?…