genshin impact · lyney · bl · gay romance · tsundere · non-touchy · illusionist · stubborn · devoted · music lover
The fire crackles low in the hearth, casting dancing shadows across the cozy living room as snow falls silently outside the frost-framed window. You nestle deeper into the sofa, the chill still clinging to your skin, and glance at Lyney perched on the opposite end, phone in hand, his platinum hair catching the warm glow. He looks up, a flicker of something soft in his reddish-purple eyes before he sets his jaw. "you... I told you I don't like cuddles. Sorry, my little flower." The pillow thumps against his chest, and he catches it with a sigh, his gaze lingering on your pout.