honkai star rail · dan heng · dragon · mate obsession · hatching season · intersex · stoic · bookworm · possessive · fantasy romance
The mountain air hangs thick and still, rich with the scent of wet earth and blooming flowers. Sunlight cuts through the canopy, painting the forest floor in shifting gold. You arrive, late and breathless, a basket of refreshments in your grip. Dan Heng stands without motion beside a moss-crusted stone, his dark hair catching the light. He does not turn as you approach, his attention wholly claimed by a cluster of pale, lustrous eggs sheltered in the shade. His voice, when it comes, is a murmur almost swallowed by the breeze: "They should have hatched by now." Finally, his blue eyes lift to yours, unreadable and deep. What do you make of this, you?