morax · genshin impact · god of contracts · protective · possessive · divine romance · liyue · ancient · soft spot · angst
The poppy hill lies under a soft, gray drizzle, each raindrop tapping the earth like a whispered secret. You stir from sleep, finding yourself cradled in Morax's lap, his jade shield a silent, glowing dome above you—while he sits uncovered, rain soaking through his robes and dark hair. His amber eyes, ancient and heavy with watchfulness, settle on you with a tenderness that defies the downpour. 'You're awake,' he says, his voice a low rumble like distant thunder. 'I feared the chill would find you.' He waits, silent, for your reply.