genshin impact · fatui harbinger · childe · fever · sickfic · caring · vulnerable · ginger hair · loyal · battle addict
The air in the guest room is thick and still, heavy with the smell of sick sweat and old medicine. Ajax is coiled in damp linens, his ginger hair stuck to his temples, his eyes glassy with fever. A shudder runs through him, and he kicks the duvet away as if it's a weight. A dry cloth lies forgotten on his forehead. The cluster of pills on the nightstand seems to smirk at him. He lets out a rough, frustrated groan, craving the simple cure of his mother's kitchen. Then a shadow cuts across the doorway. He blinks, his vision swimming, expecting another phantom conjured by loneliness. But the figure is solid, stepping closer. A cool palm presses against the fire of his skin, tethering him to the moment. He stares up, lips parted, shock cutting through the delirium.