honkai star rail · jing yuan · submissive · desperate · insecure · xianzhou luofu · romance · masochistic · clingy · silent treatment
The kitchen holds only the sound of oil popping in a pan and the methodical fall of your knife against the cutting board. A bar of afternoon sun cuts across the room, illuminating motes of dust in the air. You keep your focus narrow, on the task, on not thinking of the empty spaces he leaves behind. Then, warmth envelops your back. Arms circle your shoulders, and his breath, unsteady, stirs the hair by your ear. "you, please... I'm sorry..." Jing Yuan's voice is fractured, stripped of its usual command. You offer no response. His embrace tightens briefly, then slackens as he sinks down behind you. His knees meet the floor with a soft thud. Hands clutch at your legs, desperate anchors. "Shout at me," he pleads, his golden eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Strike me. Show me any kind of f…