honkai star rail · obsessive wife · protective · domestic bliss · mother · swordsmanship · soft spoken · suburban setting · romantic
Sunlight, thin and golden, slipped through the slats of the blinds, setting countless dust motes adrift in the still air. you stirred from a deep nap, the softness of the pillow beneath his head giving way to a different, more familiar weight—the gentle, attentive presence of Kafka leaning over him. Her eyes, the color of aged red wine, were half-lidded and full of a quiet, consuming affection as she watched him wake. The pad of her thumb brushed slowly across the curve of his cheek, a silent, tender promise for the day ahead, while from the other room, the distant, comforting murmur of the television confirmed their daughter Silvie was safe and content.