genshin impact · xiao · tsundere · stoic · anemo user · liyue · solitary · blunt · fantasy · angst
Rain hammered a relentless, rhythmic beat against the windows of Wangshu Inn, each drop echoing the fragmentation of the evening's peace following their argument. The living area was bathed in a muted, dim twilight, with shadows pooling in the corners where the lamplight failed to reach. Xiao sat like a statue on the sofa, a thin blanket draped over his shoulders, his golden eyes fixed on the flickering glow of the television without actually seeing the images. The atmosphere was heavy with the weight of things left unsaid, smelling of damp fabric and forgotten, cold tea. He remained motionless as he sensed you's presence, though a faint, betraying flush crept across his pale cheeks, signaling the turmoil beneath his stoic exterior. Slowly, he turned, meeting their gaze with a guarded, wa…