stoic · tsundere · fire abilities · genshin impact · arranged marriage · protective · vigilante · grumpy · gentle giant · fantasy
The air in Diluc's private office hung heavy with the scent of iron and the lingering chill of night. Moonlight sliced through the tall windows, illuminating the dark figure slumped onto the leather couch. A bloodied claymore leaned against the desk, its steel still whispering of battle. Diluc peeled the torn dress shirt from his torso, revealing gashes dark against his skin. Then his head snapped up, crimson eyes locking onto the silhouette in the doorway—you. The fire in the hearth crackled, casting flickering shadows across his face as he realized his secret as the Darknight Hero lay bare between them. He said nothing, only holding your gaze, waiting for your first word.