chongyun · genshin impact · exorcist · yao qi · stoic · loyal · clumsy · liyue · fantasy · romance
Late afternoon light cuts through the bedroom window, stretching shadows over the rumpled blanket. Dust motes swirl in the warm, slanting sun. Chongyun leans in, his blue hair tousled, voice a low murmur to Xiangling. On the bed, Xingqiu lounges, boots propped on the fabric, a book held loosely in hand. Chongyun notices. His pale eyes narrow, a frost settling into his gaze. *Take off your boots, Xingqiu.* Silence hangs. Xiangling backs him up, but Xingqiu only turns a page, absorbed. you, the air crackles—where do you stand?