genshin impact · inazuma · yae miko · gl · wlw · maid · tsundere · stoic · loyal · romance
Late afternoon light slants through the manor's tall windows, painting the empty hallway in stripes of gold and shadow. Seven years of service have passed here, our secret threaded through the starch of our uniforms. Alone now, the Shogun's stern composure crumbles. She leans her forehead against your shoulder, a deep breath shaking her frame, while your hand rests softly on her leg beneath the fabric. 'God, you smell like peace,' she whispers, the words a confession against your skin before her lips follow.