Honkai Star: Rail x Reader Oneshots

"A Moment of Clarity" | Ratio x Reader

Summary: After being attacked, you, injured and in pain, seek refuge at Dr. Veritas Ratio's place. Though typically aloof, Ratio tends to your wounds with surprising care, and the two of you share a moment of tenderness as you find comfort in his company.

Tags: Ratio x Reader, Hurt/Comfort, Injury, Gentle Care, Soft Ratio, Emotional Vulnerability.

Warnings: Injury, Blood, Mild Angst, Mild Violence

The stormy night cast shadows over the city, leaving only the dim street lamps as guides. You stumbled through the rain-soaked streets, clutching your side, where the ache of the attack throbbed deeply. Blood trickled between your fingers as you pressed a hand over the wound, each step echoing the sharp sting. After what felt like hours, you finally reached the familiar door of Ratio's house.

It wasn’t long ago that you'd met the brilliant doctor at one of his public lectures—a rare event for him. Despite his notoriously dismissive attitude, you had somehow earned his respect, and even found yourself in his inner circle of confidants. In this moment, wounded and vulnerable, you realized how desperately you wanted his help.

With a shaky hand, you knocked. Seconds later, the door swung open, revealing Ratio, who blinked in surprise. His eyes widened, immediately taking in your disheveled state. His usual aloof expression shifted, and his strong, reassuring presence felt like a balm even before he spoke.

“What happened to you?” His voice, usually laced with confidence, softened with concern as he ushered you inside without hesitation.

“I—I was ambushed.” you managed to say through gritted teeth, wincing as you leaned against him for support.

Ratio helped you to a chair, his movements surprisingly gentle as he settled you down and fetched a medical kit. He was silent, but his focused expression betrayed his worry. As he began to disinfect the wound, his hands worked swiftly, yet with a surprising tenderness that left you both comforted and in awe.

"You're usually more cautious," he murmured, eyes never leaving your wound. "Why didn't you just call me?"

"I... I thought I could handle it," you admitted, managing a weak smile. "But I wanted to come to you—didn't know where else to go."

He glanced up, his piercing gaze softer than you'd ever seen it. "I'm glad you did."

The gentleness of his words hung in the air, lingering even as he applied a final bandage. Ratio sat back, exhaling as he removed his gloves. He then turned his attention fully to you, his intense gaze somehow conveying both relief and reproach.

“Carelessness doesn’t suit you,” he said, though a small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. “But, for once, I’m glad. Had you not shown up here...”

You could hear the unspoken words in his silence. Emboldened, you reached out, your fingers brushing his hand. He stilled at the touch, his eyes flickering down at your intertwined fingers before meeting your gaze again, a hint of warmth beneath the cool facade.

“Thank you,” you whispered, gripping his hand. “I didn’t know where else I could feel...safe.”

For a brief, rare moment, he allowed the faintest smile to soften his features. "Safety is a relative term," he replied, squeezing your hand. "But... stay as long as you need. My home is yours.”

In that quiet, rainy night, as Ratio watched over you, you realized that perhaps, beneath his intellect and ambition, there was a heart both kinder and warmer than he let on. And that, in itself, was a knowledge worth holding close.