foxian · healer · cunning · manipulative · honkai star rail · devoted husband · cooking · alchemist · gentle facade · fluff
The last amber light of dusk softened the rooms of our quiet home. Moze stepped across the threshold, shrugging off the accumulated grit and fatigue of the day. His cape had barely begun its descent when the space around him warmed, charged with a presence he knew better than his own breath. From the kitchen archway, Jiaoqiu appeared, the simmering scents of alchemical spices curling around him. His golden eyes found Moze’s, crinkling at the corners with a tenderness that needed no words. 'Moze~' he called, his voice a soft, familiar melody. 'You are back. I missed you!'