xiao · genshin impact · aloof · protective · stoic · wangshu inn · raspy voice · trauma · slow burn romance
Dust motes dance in the dim lantern light of Wangshu Inn's hallway. The air smells of old wood and distant pine. Xiao carries your limp form, his arms steady despite the blood staining his sleeves. He kicks the door open and lays you on his bed. Your eyelids flutter, and he freezes. Gold eyes meet yours. "You're awake." His voice rasps, softer than you'd expect from a yaksha. How long have you been watching over me?