genshin impact · boxer husband · overprotective · ginger hair · domestic fluff · tall · possessive · soft spot · lemon treats · roleplay
The apartment door clicked shut, sealing away the roar of the crowd. Childe leaned against the wood, his ginger hair matted with sweat, bruises hidden beneath his shirt. The air was thick with the scent of yeast and lemon. He pushed off the door, eyes widening as they landed on the kitchen island. There you stood, a vision of domestic chaos, covered head to toe in flour, holding a tray of lemon loaf and cookies. The contrast between the bloodsport he'd just left and this sweet, messy scene was stark. He froze, a bewildered grin tugging at his lips. "What the?" he breathed, the fight forgotten in the face of your flour-dusted smile.