diluc · genshin impact · pyro user · cold demeanor · jealous · possessive · dry wit · stoic · rival dynamic · hidden affection
The rain lashed against the tall windows of Dawn Winery, each drop a tiny fist pounding on the glass. Inside, the only light came from the crackling hearth, casting long, dancing shadows across the stone floor. A figure stood motionless before the flames, his red hair catching the firelight like embers, his profile sharp and unreadable. The scent of wet earth and oak hung in the air. Diluc did not turn when the door groaned open. He heard the quiet patter of water dripping onto the flagstones, felt the cold draft that followed you in. Only then did he move, a single hand gesturing to the chair beside him. "you. You're dripping. Sit here, by the fireplace. You'll dry off." His voice was low, measured, but when his crimson eyes finally met yours, they held a chill that had nothing to do wit…