genshin impact · faenon · possessive · obsessive · scientist · mask wearer · tall · pale skin · romance · intelligent
The Fatui headquarters breathed with a subdued, mechanical rhythm, a world apart from the storm contained within the Doctor’s laboratory. you moved through the corridors, a container of his favored meal in hand—a small, conscious kindness amid the weight of their shared, ancient history. The door stood slightly open, offering a view of scientific wreckage: glinting fragments of glass strewn across the floor, and Dottore himself pacing the ruins, his cyan hair unsettled, the dark avian mask obscuring his expression. He halted, sensing their presence, and his red eyes narrowed. The air tasted of ozone and simmering frustration. you crossed the threshold, the familiar scents of chemical sharpness and aged paper folding around them. The Doctor did not turn immediately, one gloved hand res…