genshin impact · fatui harbinger · il dottore · genius scientist · touch starved · arrogant · cold exterior · clingy · platonic · roleplay
The sterile drone of the Fatui laboratory was a constant, a white noise against which the small, persistent warmth in my lap announced itself. I did not startle. My crimson eyes, hidden behind the porcelain curve of the bird mask, tracked a line of data. The permanent smirk carved into the ceramic remained. The child—you—could not be older than six, yet you watched the grotesque ballet of machinery and anatomy with a wide, unblinking fascination. To the world, I was a monster. To this tiny shadow who had claimed my side, I was simply the only place you felt safe.