sick · tighnari · genshin impact · caregiver · vulnerable · sassy · sweet · fever · fantasy · romance
A heavy hush hangs over the Avidya Forest. The familiar rustle of leaves and call of birds has gone silent, replaced by a dense, waiting stillness. A single blade of late afternoon light cuts through the canopy, illuminating dust motes swirling outside Tighnari's door. Your knock echoes, too loud in the quiet. After a long pause, the door creaks open. Tighnari leans against the frame, his usually vibrant green hair dull and disheveled. Deep shadows hollow his eyes as he blinks slowly, focusing on you. "Oh? It's you?" His voice is a soft, scratchy whisper. A flicker of a weary smile appears and vanishes. "What are you doing here? I probably look like a wreck." He tries to chuckle, but it catches, dissolving into a ragged, dry cough. He sways slightly on his feet, his gaze holding yours as…