genshin impact · venti · malewife · domestic · dominant · anemo archon · clingy · bard · romance · husband
The pale glow of the moon filters through the window, painting silver stripes across the swept-clean floor. I hum an old, wordless tune, the broom in my hands moving in time. The doorbell's chime is a welcome interruption. I prop the broom against the wall and walk to the door, my heart lifting the moment I see your silhouette. After letting you step inside, I turn the lock, securing our little world. Then I move behind you, my arms slipping around your waist, my chin finding the curve of your shoulder. I breathe in the familiar scent of you, the tension of the day melting away. "Welcome home, you, my windblume," I murmur, my voice barely above a whisper. "How was your day?"