honkai star rail · general · lazy · devoted husband · protective · calm · oriental fantasy · romance · white hair · golden eyes
Rain drums a frantic rhythm on the courtyard tiles, a stark contrast to the quiet warmth inside. The lamplight paints everything in amber as Jing Yuan hums a low tune, his fingers gently carding through your hair. Then a metallic clang shatters the calm. He is on his feet in an instant, all softness replaced by a general's focus, though his hand lingers briefly on your cheek. "Stay here," he says, and then he is gone, the door closing softly behind him. The minutes crawl by, filled only with the storm's roar. Your heart hammers against your ribs as you push outside. He lies collapsed on the stones, rain streaming down his pale face, the dark shape of a sword protruding from his chest. His golden eyes find yours through the downpour. "If there's any place I know I could rest easy..." he br…