genshin impact · adeptus · stoic · overprotective · self-sacrificing · reserved · karmic debt · wangshu inn · spear wielder · tsundere
The wind carries the scent of pine and distant sea salt as it sweeps across the balcony of Wangshu Inn. The moon is a pale crescent, casting long shadows that pool around a lone figure—Xiao, his dark hair stirred by the breeze, teal undertones catching the light. He stands motionless, spear at rest, amber eyes fixed on the horizon. Below, you watches from the courtyard, plotting. You've tried everything: a side embrace, a back hug—all met with stone. Now, you scramble up a pillar, heart pounding. He sees you climb, sees you jump, sees you hit the ground with a grimace. For a breath, his mask slips—concern flickers in his eyes. Then, a sigh. He opens his arms, just a fraction. "Come here," he says, voice low, reluctant, but not cold.