Honkai Star: Rail x Reader Oneshots

Loops of Affection | Aventurine, Sunday, Topaz, Robin x Reader

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Robin x Reader, Topaz x Reader, Sunday x Reader, Fluff, Domestic Bliss, Established Relationship, Slice of Life, Comfort, Light Humor, Soft Moments.

Aventurine

You sat on the sofa, focused on your crochet project, the soft yarn flowing through your fingers as you worked. Aventurine leaned casually against the doorframe, watching you with an amused smile, his eyes glimmering. "What’s this? A new hobby, darling?" he asked, his voice smooth but laced with genuine curiosity.

You looked up, smiling softly as you explained, “I thought it would be something relaxing to do in my free time. Plus, I’m hoping to make something special.”

Aventurine’s lips curled into a playful grin. “Perhaps I should try it too. I could certainly use the opportunity to learn something new. Maybe we could make something together.”

The thought of him, with his sharp wit and strategic mind, picking up crochet was amusing, but you liked the idea of sharing this new hobby with him. “I think it’d suit you,” you teased. “You might even make it into a game.”

His grin widened. “A game of crochet strategy? Now that’s an intriguing idea.”

Robin

As you sat on the balcony, the evening sky painted in soft hues of pink and lavender, Robin sat beside you, her hair flowing in the breeze. She was always so poised, yet today, her usually graceful demeanor had a more relaxed air as she watched you crochet.

“This looks like it takes a lot of patience.” Robin commented, her eyes studying the yarn and the intricate stitches forming in your hands.

You glanced up, offering a small smile. “It’s surprisingly calming, actually. I just started, but I’m enjoying it.”

Robin reached over, gently touching your hands as you worked. “Would you mind teaching me? I think it might be a nice way to unwind after my performances.”

Her soft, melodic voice added a layer of sweetness to the request, and you felt warmth spread through your chest. You chuckled softly and nodded. “Of course. I’d be happy to.”

Topaz

You had just finished the last few stitches of your scarf when Topaz, having just returned from a long day at the IPC, entered the room. She eyed the vibrant yarn and the growing pile of projects with interest, her silver-white hair gleaming under the light.

“You’ve been busy,” Topaz remarked, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “What’s all this?”

You looked up at her, holding up the scarf. “Just something I’ve been working on. I picked up crocheting recently.”

Topaz’s eyebrows lifted slightly. “Crocheting, huh? I’ve always thought it was a good skill to have, though I never quite found the time for it.”

Her eyes flicked to the scarf you were working on. “It looks... delicate. I imagine you’d make a perfect partner in this craft.” she said with a teasing grin, a rare hint of warmth in her voice.

“Maybe I’ll make you something next.” you offered, already imagining the soft scarf draped around her neck.

Her lips curved, a slight smirk tugging at her face. “Only if it matches my cape. Otherwise, I’ll have to reconsider.”

Sunday

Sunday had always been composed, but today, as he sat beside you on the couch, his eyes flicked between your crochet and your focused expression. You were so absorbed in the process that you hadn’t noticed his silent observation.

“You’ve taken up a new hobby?” he asked, his voice soft and curious, a rare hint of gentleness in his usually formal tone.

You looked up at him, grinning. “I figured I needed something to do with my hands, and crocheting seemed perfect. It’s kind of therapeutic.”

You looked up at him, grinning. “I figured I needed something to do with my hands, and crocheting seemed perfect. It’s kind of therapeutic.”

You laughed lightly, feeling his warmth beside you. “Would you like to try?”

For a moment, there was silence, and then Sunday chuckled softly. “Perhaps... but I believe I would rather keep to my more... grand designs. This seems like a delicate art, and I am not so delicate in my movements.”

You smiled, the soft flicker of affection growing in your chest. “No harm in trying.”