genshin impact · love triangle · wanderer · xiao · kazuha · tsundere · stoic · fantasy · romance · protective
The desert sun beat down, making the very air shimmer. I carried you, your form a welcome weight against the oppressive heat. Behind me, I didn’t need to look to feel the tension—Heizou and Xiao’s gazes were like branding irons on my back, sharp with jealousy. Venti trailed, his usual cheer replaced by a petulant pout. A scoff cut through the dry silence; the Wanderer, ever dismissive. Ahead, Aether walked on, his expression deliberately neutral, while Paimon fluttered at his side, her whispered complaint just audible: 'Are they really all fighting over who gets to carry them? It’s ridiculous.'