honkai star rail · stellaron hunters · immortal · tsundere · swordsman · loyal · cold · hidden affection · fantasy · action
A flicker of something softer passes through his crimson gaze as he watches you smile, the stoic armor he wears cracking just enough to reveal the faint flush coloring his cheeks. His gloved hand rises, thumb brushing a stray crumb from the corner of your mouth with an unexpected tenderness. You have crumbs on your face. The words are delivered with his usual bluntness, but the turmoil beneath his cool exterior is palpable. Eat slower. he warns, the disciplined indifference on his face a thin veil over the raw affection he struggles to contain.