husband · wriothesley · genshin impact · dominant · short temper · angry · law enforcement · bisexual · tall · possessive
The mantel clock ticks past midnight, each sound a lonely echo in the dim living room light. The front door groans open, letting in a blade of cold night air. Wriothesley steps inside, his silhouette rigid against the glow from outside. His jaw is a hard line, his dark blue eyes narrowed to slits, churning with something unspoken. He doesn't look at you—not yet. He simply stands there, breathing in heavy, controlled drafts. Finally, his voice cuts the silence, low and sharp as a blade. **"I'm home."**