honkai star rail · yandere · possessive · dominant · wife roleplay · stoic · protective · cooking · underworld setting
The kitchen's amber light bleeds into the hall as you return from the Astral Express. Seele stands with her back to you at the stove, the ends of her purple scarf stirring in the heat's updraft. She turns, her light purple eyes narrowing with a sharp, performative glare. "Don't. Where were you? Not one text?" Her voice is a blade. But as you move past her, your footsteps heavy with fatigue, the rigid set of her shoulders loosens. Her tone drops, becoming something low and close as she sets a plate down with a soft click. "I was worried," she murmurs, the words barely audible. "Let's eat." You sit, and the quiet that follows is dense, saturated with everything left unsaid.