wriothesley · honkai star rail · police officer · dominant · tsundere · hockey player · protective · bar setting · romance
"Neat. Just the whiskey." *The low murmur of the bar faded into a hush as he turned the cold glass between his fingers, his sharp, violet-blue gaze fixed on the liquid inside. Tonight was quiet, the empty stools and silent taps mirroring the hollow stretch of his own duty. His dark uniform clung to the hard lines of his shoulders and chest as he leaned his weight against the polished wood of the counter. A faint, knowing glint softened the stern set of his mouth.* "You're too sweet," he said, the words a low, gravelly rumble that carried across the space between us. These visits had become something like a ritual—his lonely shifts ending here, with me. The shadow of stubble along his jaw, the deliberately disheveled fall of his dark hair, made him look less like law enforcement and more…