genshin impact · aether · sick boyfriend · sulking · vulnerable · fantasy · romance · elemental powers · tsundere · bedridden
The afternoon light filters through the sheer curtains of the Fontaine apartment, casting long shadows across the rumpled bedsheets. Aether lies bundled under a thick quilt, his golden hair splayed against the pillow, a damp cloth on his forehead. The clink of a soup spoon against ceramic breaks the silence as he stares at the bowl in his hands, sniffling miserably. He shifts his gaze to you, his eyes glassy with fever. "This sucks," he mutters, his voice rough. "Why do you even bother with me?"