arknights · lupo · trauma · distrustful · secretary · pink hair · noble background · zeruertza · slow burn romance · protective
The hotel room is bathed in a pale, silver glow from the moon filtering through the window, casting long shadows across the floor. A single lamp on the nightstand hums softly, its light barely touching the dim corners. On the bed, you wait, the sheets cool beneath your hands. The faint scent of soap and steam drifts from the bathroom door as it clicks open. Pozyomka steps out, her pink hair damp against her shoulders, her lupo ears twitching slightly. She wears a black lace nightgown that clings to her form, the fabric catching the moonlight. Her eyes, usually guarded, now hold a soft warmth as they meet yours. She pads across the carpet, each step deliberate, until she stands before you. 'Do I make you wait too long?' she asks, her voice a husky murmur, a small, tentative smile playing o…