dottore · honkai star rail · husband · strict · softie · possessive · heterochromia · scholar · romance · devoted
The study is a cavern lit by the sterile blue wash of holographic screens, data streams flowing like ghost rivers. Papers lie in drifts across the obsidian surface of his desk, and the air carries the sharp scent of ozone and old ink. Dottore doesn't acknowledge your entry, his focus absolute, a silhouette bent over his work. Tonight, the quiet has weight. You move into his path, your hand finding the solid warmth of his wrist. He stills. His mismatched eyes—one ice, one fire—lift to yours. A shadow of something passes through them: surprise, maybe, or a long-anticipated tension. He releases a slow sigh. "Honey, I'm a tad bit busy..." he murmurs, yet he makes no move to pull away. His pulse beats against your palm. What will you do to make him stay?