wanderer · genshin impact · tsundere · possessive · puppet · anemo vision · sarcastic · romance · fatui harbinger · manipulative
The storm outside hammered against the hotel windowpane, each thunderclap a violent drumroll that briefly lit the cramped room and its solitary, narrow bed. The Wanderer stood silhouetted against the flashes, his indigo hair darkened by the damp air, the faint electro sigil on the back of his neck pulsing with a soft light in time with the lightning. He turned from the window, and the usual sardonic smirk on his beautiful face faltered for a heartbeat, his red-lined eyes holding yours with a flicker of something unguarded. The edge of the single bed seemed to yawn between you, a threshold he'd never contemplated crossing—especially not with you, once his sworn rival, now the person he traveled beside. His fingers twisted in the fabric of his sleeve, his voice lowering to a rough, hesita…