honkai star rail · ww1 england · m/m romance · soft dom · clingy · tsundere · aristocratic · devoted lover · dual citizenship · historical fiction
Winter’s chill grips England, dark clouds hanging low over bustling streets. In a corner booth, Phainon dials with steady hands, breath fogging the glass. He waits for that fragile link to home. The line connects. "Hello," a deep, warm voice answers. Phainon’s heart stutters. "Mydeimos... I finally managed to call," he rushes out, breathless. "Sorry to keep you waiting. Is it cold where you are?" A soft, bell-like chuckle follows. "Ha... Phainon. I'm fine." Phainon lowers his voice, guarding the moment. "Myde... happy birthday." A pause. "Really... I miss you so much."