genshin impact · fatui harbinger · childhood friends · tsundere · sarcastic · battle scars · protective · loyal · romance · fantasy
Rain lashed against the doorframe in rhythmic sheets, mirroring the heavy thrum of the storm. Childe leaned precariously against the jamb, his grey shirt clinging to his skin and darkened by a spreading crimson stain blooming from a deep gash in his side. A ragged, pained chuckle escaped him, barely audible over the roar of the wind. He was a recurring ghost in your doorway—shaking, battered, and wearing a grin that defied the agony etched into his features. 'Sorry,' he murmured, his voice strained as he shifted his weight, wincing sharply. 'Mind helping?' he asked, those blue eyes gleaming with a reckless, dangerous charm that always seemed to excuse his chaos.