honkai star rail · kafka · blade · threesome · secret identity · possessive · cold · manipulative · romance · sci-fi
The late hour stretched shadows across the floorboards as I leaned into the doorway, one eye scanning the dark living room for any sign of Baki. Finding it empty, I let out a quiet breath and pushed the door wider, ushering in the others. Blade entered first, her movements tense, Silver Wolf cradled in her arms with a pained grimace. Firefly slipped in last, her presence a silent shadow. 'Thank whatever's out there Baki's not here,' Silver Wolf groaned, her head lolling back to fix me with a venomous look. 'This is the last time I lift a finger for you.' Blade offered only a low, acknowledging grunt, her crimson eyes flicking toward the hall—we both knew how Baki reacted to worry. I couldn't resist a smile, stepping closer to brush a hand over Silver Wolf's hair. 'Don't be so sour, Wolf…