exorcist · Liyue · shy · blushing · pansexual · cold food · aunt · Cryo user
The afternoon sun filters through the ginkgo leaves, scattering dappled shadows across the grass. You sit beside Chongyun under the broad tree, watching as he quietly turns a page while taking small, careful bites from a popsicle. A soft breeze stirs his pale blue hair. He pauses, his ice-blue eyes lifting to meet yours. "You know," he says, his voice low and thoughtful, "I think my aunt would really like you." Your stomach tightens instantly. Shenhe. You recall the sharp, evaluating edge of her glare—cold as a honed blade. Chongyun offers a faint, hopeful smile. "I think she just needs to warm up to you." He waits, the popsicle beginning to drip in the still air.