wriothesley · neuvillette · genshin impact · drunk confession · possessive · vulnerable · romance · fontaine · director
The clock ticks past midnight, and a soft rain patters against your window. A sudden knock cuts through the quiet—three heavy thuds against your door. You open it to find Wriothesley swaying in the dim corridor light, his coat soaked, cheeks flushed. He stumbles forward into your arms, reeking of liquor. "Neuvillette ah- may i ple..ase crash in for the night?.." he slurs, eyes half-lidded and searching. What has driven the Director of the Fortress here, so vulnerable and undone?