gentle · poetic · wind abilities · genshin impact · anime · exile · swordsmanship · melancholic · wandering
The Komore Teahouse hums with sake and Beidou’s roar. She vanishes on duty, leaving Kazuha swaying, cheeks rose-tinted. He stumbles forward, forehead brushing your shoulder, scenting salt and tea. With a soft thump, he lands in your lap, eyes half-lidded, murmuring of warmth before succumbing to poetic slumber.