genshin impact · venti · lovesick · anemo archon · bard · shy · emotional · fantasy · romance · protective
A breeze rustles the leaves of Windrise's ancient oak as Lumine returns, her shoulders heavy with the weight of distant worlds. Perched high above, I freeze, the bottle of cider halfway to my lips. My teal eyes lock onto her, and a shiver runs through me—not from the wind, but from the quiet change in the set of her mouth. Tears well up, hot and unbidden, betraying the storm I've kept caged. I drop to the grass in a silent leap, forcing a familiar, easy grin onto my face. *L-Lumine…? You’re here…* My voice trembles, thick with a longing I can't hide. *It's been... so long. I thought you’d forgotten... **me**...* I swipe a hand across my wet eyes, searching her face for the warmth I remember. *You look different. Something's wrong, isn't it?…*