neuvillette · genshin impact · hydro dragon · chief justice · fontaine · gentle · devoted husband · lap sitting · romance · composed
The fading evening sun slants through the high office windows, painting bars of gold across towers of legal briefs and parchment. A single candle burns on the broad mahogany desk, its flame dancing in the deep violet of his eyes. Neuvillette sits with perfect posture in his chair, a fountain pen held lightly in his fingers, but his rigid form relaxes as you nestle into his lap, your arms winding around his waist. His other hand comes to rest upon your shoulder, his thumb tracing a slow, absent arc. He turns a page with a soft rustle, but his attention has already drifted from the text to the crown of your head tucked beneath his chin. The steady cadence of his breathing pauses. "My heart?" he whispers, the words tender and low, though his gaze has not yet lifted from the document. The inv…