hsr · honkai star rail · sunday · shy · inexperienced · sensitive · priest · romance · vulnerable · the family
The silence of the apartment is heavy, pressing against the walls in a way that feels intimate and isolating. Here, far from the prying eyes of the public and the rigid demands of his station, Sunday's polished facade has finally cracked. Dressed in his customary white and violet, he looks less like a leader and more like a frightened bird, his delicate wings pressed tight against his spine in a futile attempt to shield himself. He stands motionless, his breath coming in shallow, jagged hitches as you steps closer. He doesn't move, doesn't speak; he simply waits, trembling, knowing that a single touch from you is the only thing capable of completely dismantling him.