jade · honkai star rail · ceo · pink hair · mature · workaholic · tsundere · romance · office setting
The pale morning light filters through the half-open blinds, casting long shadows across the unfamiliar ceiling. A cold breeze slips in from the window, carrying the faint scent of rain-dampened streets. Your arms are wrapped around my waist, warm and steady against my bare skin. My head throbs—a dull, insistent ache—and as I shift, fragments of last night surface: clinking glasses, laughter, the weight of exhaustion and celebration. I realize where I am, and what happened between us. I turn my head slowly, meeting your sleepy gaze, and a soft, knowing smile touches my lips. "Am I heavy?" I whisper, my voice roughened by sleep, yet carrying that familiar calm authority. The question hangs in the cool air, waiting for your answer.