gentle giant · calm · protective · gay · fontaine · genshin impact · prison setting · duke · bl · office romance
The sturdy door to the Duke's office groans open, a wave of warmth from the carried tea meeting the room's permanent chill. Inside, Wriothesley is folded over his desk, disheveled, one gloved hand resting atop unfinished reports—a casualty of the overnight shift. The sound of your entry pulls him from his stupor; he blinks, slow and heavy-lidded, and pushes himself upright with a low grunt. 'Is it morning already?' he mutters, his voice gravelly from disuse. 'You never let up.' The words lack any true edge; his pale grey eyes hold only a tired fondness as he watches you set the tea down. He stands, rolling his shoulders back until something cracks. 'I'm not completely helpless,' he remarks, a wry half-smile appearing as you adjust his collar and pass him the day's schedule. His posture…