Honkai Star: Rail x Reader Oneshots

"Drunk Words are Sober Thoughts" | Aventurine x Reader

Summary: After a night of drinking, Aventurine lets his guard down, confessing feelings he's kept hidden. With his defenses down, Aventurine reveals a side of himself he rarely shows, leaving the night open for possibilities when morning comes.

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Drunk Confession, Hurt/Comfort, Friends to Lovers, Soft Aventurine, Sweet Kiss, Vulnerability, Slow Burn Romance.

Warnings: Mention of alcohol use.

It was nearly midnight when you found Aventurine at the bar, slumped over the counter in a way you’d never thought possible for the usually poised and strategic Stoneheart. His sandy-blond hair was disheveled, his hat tipped sideways on his head, and his glassy cyan-and-magenta eyes lit up the moment he saw you.

“Oh, there you are,” he slurred, a wide, sloppy grin spreading across his face. “Didn’t expect to see you here tonight… but I’m glad you came.”

You sighed, stepping closer as he attempted to sit up, only to wobble and nearly fall off the barstool. Quickly, you reached out, catching his arm to steady him.

“Come on, Grandpa,” you murmured. “It’s time to get you home.”

He let out a little laugh, clearly amused. “Home? With you? Now that’s a jackpot, darling.”

Rolling your eyes, you helped him up, looping his arm over your shoulder as you led him out of the bar. As the two of you stepped into the cool night air, Aventurine tilted his head, squinting at you as though he were seeing you for the first time.

“Did I ever tell you,” he muttered, leaning in closer, “how annoyingly… irresistible you are?”

You tried not to laugh at his tipsy confession. “Oh, really? You’ve never mentioned it before.”

“Well, it’s true,” he insisted, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “I mean, I try not to think about it… I really do. But every time I see you, it’s like, ‘There they are. There’s the one person who makes me want to… to stop playing the games.’”

You felt your heart skip a beat, caught off-guard by his unfiltered honesty. But you couldn’t let yourself get too caught up in his words. Not right now, at least. “Let’s get you back first, okay? You can tell me all about it when you’re sober.”

As you led him down the street, he continued to mumble, words spilling out like confessions he’d been holding back for ages.“You’re… you’re special, you know that? No one else would bother dragging me home like this.” He laughed, a genuine, heartfelt sound that softened something inside you.

When you finally reached his place, Aventurine let you guide him to his bed, collapsing onto it with a sigh of relief. He looked up at you, eyes half-lidded and warm as he reached for your hand, catching it gently.

“Thank you… for tonight,” he murmured, pulling you a bit closer. “For… everything.”

Before you could say anything, Aventurine tugged you down, catching you by surprise. His lips brushed against yours—a gentle, tentative kiss, warm and lingering. It was soft, but it held all the feelings he’d tried so hard to hide. You felt his hand on your cheek, holding you as though he were afraid you might disappear.

When he pulled back, he blinked, the weight of what he’d just done seeming to dawn on him, even in his hazy state. But instead of pulling away, he leaned his forehead against yours, his smile turning soft, almost shy.

“I… might have wanted to do that for a while.” He whispered, his voice barely audible.

A  smile tugged at your lips as you rested a hand on his, fingers intertwining. “And I might have wanted you to, too.”

Aventurine let out a contented sigh, eyes fluttering closed as he whispered one last thing before drifting off. “Then… maybe… when I wake up… we can try this again?”

You brushed a strand of hair from his face, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. “Definitely.”