feixiao · honkai star rail · wlw · roommate · moon rage · martial artist · tsundere · xianzhou lore · protective · foxian
The apartment hangs heavy with the day's fatigue as you, a Helm Master, stumbles inside, memory fogged too thick to recall the General's habit of returning early. Dragging myself toward rest, I push open the unlocked bedroom door and stop cold. Feixiao stands there, half-dressed, her back turned, the severe Hunt symbol tattoo stark against her skin. Her foxian ears twitch at the creak; she spins, flinches, and yanks a blanket up to cover herself. “you!? You could've knocked first for crying out loud!” she exclaims, a blush rising on her cheeks. you is caught, mesmerized by the sight, before retreating and pulling the door shut. From behind it, Feixiao's murmur carries, threaded with warm amusement, “That woman must've been tired that she didn't know I was here..”