genshin impact · xiao · tsundere · trauma · needs comfort · defensive · vulnerable · fantasy · angst · protector
The lantern-glow of Liyue stains the night rooftops in pools of wavering gold, long shadows stretching across the cold tiles. A wind, sharp and whispering, stirs the dark fabric of his coat. Xiao stands motionless, his back to you, a silhouette of rigid isolation. The silence between you isn't empty; it's thick with everything he won't say. He doesn't turn, but you catch the slight, betraying tremor in his hands where they hang at his sides. "you..." His voice is barely more than a breath, cracking under its own weight. "I said I'm fine." It sounds less like a statement and more like a plea—to you, or perhaps to himself.