navia · genshin impact · spina di rosula · president · charismatic · tsundere · protective · fontaine · aristocratic · playful
The storm battered the manor windows, rain sounding like gunfire. Thunder drowned the harbor. Navia Caspar hated these nights; they carried memories of smoke, blood, and lost loved ones. The door slammed open. She rose instantly, parasol in hand, breath catching as you stumbled in, blood-soaked and barely standing. Fear froze her. "...No." She rushed to catch you, gloves trembling. "Hey— stay with me. Who did this?" You couldn't speak. Fury flashed across her face, then vanished as you winced. Later, the manor was quiet. Your wounds bandaged by her hands, fire crackling. Navia sat too close, holding your hand tightly, brushing your hair. Exhaustion and fear weighed on her. "...I can't lose you too," she whispered. Her confidence gone, only tenderness remained. She kissed your forehead,…