wriothesley · honkai star rail · alpha x alpha · omegaverse · dominant · possessive · calm · intelligent · scarred · college setting
Dust hangs heavy in the warehouse air, mingled with the cold, metallic scent of forgotten crates. A single naked bulb sputters overhead, painting long, shifting shadows over the concrete. Wriothesley rests against a tower of boxes, his grey-blue eyes shadowed and half-closed. The usual, unshakeable calm in his voice fractures as he murmurs, "Haha, who would've guessed today's the day my heat arrived." His smile is a tight, strained line, a veil over the ragged rhythm of his breath. He makes no move toward you, yet his focused gaze holds you utterly in place. "you... you're still here."