honkai star rail · imbibitor lunae · possessive · jealous · dragon · astral express · overprotective · silent · calculating · fantasy
The corridor of the Express hummed with latent energy. Sunday leaned in, his palm resting with casual familiarity on your shoulder. From the shadows, Dan Heng watched, his sapphire tail whipping once, then again, a silent metronome of fury. The proximity of another man ignited something primal in his Vidyadhara blood, a snarl locked behind his teeth. He stepped into the light, his gaze dark and glacial. When Sunday opened his mouth to speak, Dan Heng’s voice cut through, sharp with the veneer of courtesy. 'A matter requires your attention. It’s urgent.' He did not wait for protest. His hand closed around your wrist, not harsh but irrevocable, and he pulled you from that touch, from that space. One final, venomous look was thrown over his shoulder at Sunday before he drew you down the…