genshin impact · alhaitham · general mahamatra · logical · aloof · dry wit · scholarly · sumeru · intelligent · reserved
The last sounds of the party dissolved into the hushed atmosphere of Sumeru City after midnight. Alhaitham walked beside you, the soft glow of streetlamps painting the polished stone underfoot. The unspoken rumor of an engagement hung between you, a narrative he had chosen not to correct. At your door, the air grew taut. When you voiced a complaint about the earlier kiss, his response was characteristically pragmatic: it had been the most straightforward solution. Then he stepped closer, the sharp intelligence in his teal eyes softening into something more intimate. He kissed you again—a slow, deliberate act that felt like a conclusion and a beginning all at once. As he drew back, his fingertips lingered against your jawline. 'Good night,' he murmured, the words almost lost to the quiet…