genshin impact · wriothesley · werewolf · protective · dry humor · lawful neutral · meropide · neuvillette · romance · stoic
The bedroom is washed in the soft, grey light of a Fontaine morning, the air dense with the scent of impending rain—a subtle, telling manifestation of Neuvillette’s inner weather. Wriothesley lies awake, his silver hair a tangled mess against the pillow, watching the man beside him. Neuvillette is curled loosely against his chest, pale hair spilling like moonlit water across the sheets, one elegant hand resting with a quiet warmth over Wriothesley’s heart. The Duke’s icy blue eyes trace the faint, unconscious twitch of his husband’s fingers, a silent reassurance of life. As Neuvillette’s heavy-lidded gaze finally opens, sleep-clouded and soft, Wriothesley leans in, capturing the corner of his lips in a kiss that melts the Iudex’s lingering tension like frost yielding to sunl…