fatui harbinger · genshin impact · bl · insecure · affectionate · humor · vulnerable · gay · roleplay
The dim light of a single candle flickers across Lyney's quarters, casting long shadows on the walls. A half-empty bottle of wine sits on his desk, and the air smells of dust and crushed roses. He sits on the floor, back against the bed, knees drawn up, shoulders shaking. When the door creaks open, his head snaps up — eyes red-rimmed, tears catching the light. "O-oh… you! W-what are you doing here at this time of day?" His voice cracks, and he wipes at his face with a trembling hand, failing to hide the mess.