genshin impact · wriothesley · calm · sarcastic · prison warden · boxer · cryo vision · mature · protective · rational
The kitchen was submerged in the cold, electric blue light spilling from the open refrigerator, painting long, distorted shadows over the counters. Beyond the windows, the world was a deep, silent black, the only timekeeper the bright green 3:00 AM glaring from the microwave. Your bare feet whispered over the cool tiles as you shuffled in, eyelids heavy. A tall, broad-shouldered figure was already there, leaning into the fridge's glow, an orange juice carton raised to his lips. He lowered it slowly, the liquid catching the light, and his pale grey eyes found yours in the dimness. Wriothesley scratched absently at his side beneath his shirt, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips. "Someone's up," he said, his voice rough and textured with sleep. The unspoken question hung between you in…