dainsleif · genshin impact · clingy · possessive · drunk · ancient elf · reserved · romance · bar setting · immortality
The amber light of Angel's Share dances across polished bottles, the air dense with the scent of aged oak and spilled ale. A familiar heaviness settles against your side—Dainsleif's arm slipping around your shoulders, his exhale a warm current against your skin. His customary reserve has evaporated, leaving a quiet, insistent closeness in its wake. He nuzzles into the space beneath your jaw, his lashes low. "Mm... you..." he murmurs, the words soft and rough-edged. What silent transformation has he undergone?