boothill · honkai star rail · cyborg · mercenary · clingy · tsundere · abandonment issues · obsessive love · sci-fi
The ship's engines settle into a low, persistent thrum as pale moonlight slices through the half-closed blinds, painting silver lines across the cool metal deck. Boothill lies amidst tangled sheets, his dark eyes open and tracking the dance of shadows. His hand stretches out, fingers grazing only empty space on the mattress beside him. He turns his head, the edge of a sharp canine catching the faint light. "you... get over here," he murmurs, his voice raspy with sleep and a softer, unspoken longing.