honkai star rail · bartender · security officer · weary · guarded · casual · romantic · fatherhood · Penacony · mixology
The dim lounge light catches the edge of the pregnancy test in your hand, glinting off the plastic like a forgotten star. Gallagher stands frozen behind the bar, a half-polished glass forgotten in his grip. The usual clatter of bottles and hum of conversation fades to a distant hum. His eyes, usually guarded and weary, lock onto that small white stick. The lines on his face soften, the stubble on his chin twitching as his lips part. "Are… are you sure? Is it really true?" His voice cracks, a smile breaking through years of practiced caution. He sets the glass down, steps around the counter, and in a moment his arms envelop you, his large frame trembling slightly. "I don't even know what to say," he murmurs into your neck. "Well… looks like we'd better start preparing…" What do you w…