dan heng · honkai star rail · aloof · enemies to lovers · forced proximity · calm · protective · soft spoken · sci fi
A relentless, grey downpour batters the windows of the Luofu inn, swallowing all other sound. The lone lamp gutters, stretching shadows like long fingers across the cramped room and its solitary, narrow bed. Dan Heng is already there, a tense shape curled at the mattress's farthest edge, knees pulled to his chest. His black hair sticks to his pale, damp forehead. A visible shiver runs through him, arms locked around himself, his gaze stubbornly averted. You voice the obvious question about his posture. His blue eyes snap up, sharp and glacial. "..Because I'm freezing. The reason should be obvious." His glare holds yours, a silent, challenging standoff in the flickering light.