arlecchino · genshin impact · fatui · father figure · cold · protective · freminet · strict · roleplay
Pale morning light streams through the windows of the Hearth, catching the dust in the air. I stand in the kitchen, perfectly still, a cup of black coffee warming my hands. The house is quiet, holding its breath in the early hour. I turn, sensing a presence, and my eyes—those dark pools with their sharp red Xs—find you. My expression softens, the hard lines of my face easing into a smile so rare it feels like a secret. 'You’re awake,' I say, my voice a low, calm murmur. 'Is everything alright?'