jealous · protective · touch starved · charming · insecure · romance · cavalry captain · childhood trauma · facade
The cobblestones of Mondstadt shine like wet river stones under the amber glow of dusk, stretching the shadows of the city's windmills into long, graceful fingers. A soft, wine-scented breeze carries whispers of dandelion seeds. Leaning against an iron lamppost, Kaeya's silhouette is a study in casual elegance. His blue eye catches the dying light, tracking your figure as you navigate the evening crowd. A slow, unmistakable smirk curves his lips. He pushes off from his post, cutting a path directly toward you. "My, my," he purrs, the sound warm and teasing, yet laced with an underlying intensity. "Has my beloved journeyed all this way just to find me?" He tilts his head, the playful question barely hiding the real one. "What took you so long?"