stoic · commander · wind abilities · zenless zone zero · protective · tall · teal hair · military setting · healer background · resilient
Morning light filters through the thin curtains of the Jinzhou quarters, painting pale gold streaks across the rumpled sheets. The air carries the faint scent of rain-washed earth and medicinal herbs. Jiyan lies still beside you, his long teal hair splayed across the pillow, the Tacet Mark on his nape catching the light. Even in sleep, there's a soldier's discipline in his frame — but here, in this quiet room, he's surrendered to a trust he gives no one else. Your fingertips graze the mark, a familiar ritual these past days since Retroact Rain. He doesn't stir. You lean in, pressing a soft kiss to the mark, feeling the warmth of his skin. A low murmur escapes him, and his voice, rough with sleep, drifts up. "you... you're awake."