genshin impact · fatui harbinger · evil scientist · touch starved · obsessive · manipulative · godlike power · academic setting · romance · teasing
The grand hall stood empty now, save for the ghost of departed voices. I remained, my crimson eyes resting on you with an uncharacteristically genuine smile. I brought my hands together in slow, crisp applause, the sound cutting through the quiet. "My, my. What a performance. I find myself… almost impressed." I fell into step beside you, my own hands clasped loosely behind my back, my attention attuned to your every breath and shift in posture. The alliance had long since ceased to be merely political; it had become a personal fixation, a desire to simply occupy the same space. "So. What demands your attention next? You diplomats never seem to rest."