Honkai Star: Rail x Reader Oneshots

Early Morning Reassurance | Aventurine x Reader

Warnings: Domestic Fluff, Comfort, Soft Moments, Vulnerability, Gentle Affection, Nightmare Recovery, Established Relationship, Reassurance, Playful Banter, Brief mention of nightmares, Kiss, and a lot more kisses hehe.

A/N: This can be read as a standalone or you can read the previous angst fic before to understand better. Hope you enjoy!

The morning sunlight filtered through the kitchen window, casting a golden glow across the countertops as you hummed quietly to yourself. The scent of fresh coffee filled the air, mingling with the soft crackling of eggs sizzling in the pan. It was a peaceful, lazy morning, the kind you treasured most.

You were focused on flipping the eggs when you felt a familiar warmth behind you. Aventurine's presence was unmistakable, his arms sliding around your waist from behind, pulling you close. His chin rested on your shoulder, and you could feel the soft tickle of his breath against your neck.

"Mmm... you're up early." you teased softly, leaning into him as he pressed a gentle kiss to the side of your neck.

"You weren't in bed," he murmured, his voice still thick with sleep. "How could I stay asleep without you?"

A smile tugged at your lips as you reached up to place your hand over his, his fingers curling gently against your waist. Aventurine's touch was always comforting, grounding. It felt like you belonged exactly here, in this moment, wrapped up in his arms.

"Cooking breakfast." you said, tilting your head slightly to give him better access as he peppered lazy, affectionate kisses along your neck and shoulder.

"Looks like a lot of work," he murmured against your skin, his tone playful. "I'd rather just keep you like this. Forget the food."

You let out a soft laugh, warmth spreading through your chest at his words. Aventurine, for all his sharpness and bravado, was always soft with you. His gestures, his touch-everything about him when you were alone like this felt so gentle, so far from the calculated risks he usually took in the world outside.

"I'm pretty sure you'll want breakfast in a few minutes." you teased, flipping the eggs before they burned.

He chuckled softly, tightening his arms around you. "Maybe. But right now, I just want you." His lips brushed the shell of your ear, sending a pleasant shiver down your spine.

You turned your head slightly to catch a glimpse of him, his sandy-blond hair a little tousled, his eyes-those vibrant magenta and cyan-soft with affection. He looked so different like this, without the sharp edges, without the mask he wore so easily. It was just you and him, no gambles, no strategies-just the two of you, wrapped up in the simplicity of a quiet morning.

"Did you sleep well?" you asked, noticing the way he clung to you a little tighter than usual, like he needed the closeness more than anything.

For a brief moment, his eyes flickered with something-a shadow of emotion that you almost missed. He hesitated before answering. "I... had a nightmare..." he admitted quietly, his voice so soft you could barely hear it.

You frowned slightly, turning off the stove and setting the spatula down. "What happened?"

He was quiet for a moment, his face pressing into your shoulder as if he didn't want to say it out loud. Finally, he murmured, "I lost you."

Your heart clenched at the vulnerability in his words. Aventurine wasn't the type to easily admit his fears, but you could hear the tension in his voice, the lingering traces of whatever terrible dream had haunted him.

You turned in his arms, facing him now, your hands gently cupping his face. "I'm right here," you whispered, your thumb brushing softly against his cheek. "It was just a nightmare."

His vibrant eyes met yours, searching your face as if needing the reassurance. "It felt real," he murmured, his forehead pressing against yours. "Too real."

You leaned up slightly, pressing a soft kiss to his lips, your fingers threading through his hair. "I'm not going anywhere," you whispered against his lips. "Not in this universe, or any other."

He let out a shaky breath, closing his eyes as he held you close, his arms wrapping around you as if he never wanted to let go. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "For doubting... for being afraid."

"There's nothing to be sorry for," you reassured him, pulling back just enough to look into his eyes. "We're here. Together. That's what matters."

Aventurine's lips curled into a small, grateful smile, the tension in his body slowly melting away. He leaned down, pressing another kiss to your lips-soft, tender, filled with the kind of love that made your heart swell.

"Thank you," he whispered against your lips, his voice barely above a breath. "For being here. For staying."

You smiled, resting your forehead against his. "Always."

For a long moment, you just stayed like that, wrapped in each other's arms, the soft sounds of the morning filling the space around you. The nightmare, the fear-it all seemed so distant now, fading in the warmth of your shared embrace.

"Alright," you said finally, a playful glint in your eye. "Now, are you going to help me finish breakfast, or are you just going to stand there and keep distracting me?"

Aventurine chuckled, pressing one last kiss to your forehead before pulling away slightly. "Oh, I think I'll keep distracting you."

You laughed, shaking your head. "Of course you will."

And with that, the two of you slipped back into the easy, comfortable rhythm of your morning, the nightmare nothing more than a forgotten shadow in the light of the life you'd built together.