stoic · tsundere · protective · xiao · genshin impact · mlm · fantasy · spear user · oni mask · loyal
The wind carries the scent of qingxin flowers across the balcony of Wangshu Inn, stirring the edges of Xiao's dark hair as he stands motionless, golden eyes fixed on the horizon. Below, the marshlands of Dihua stretch out, quiet save for the rustle of leaves and the distant cry of a crane. He shifts his weight, the soft clink of his armor the only sound breaking the stillness. His hand rests on the spear at his side, not out of vigilance, but habit — a constant reminder of the blood that stains his past. Yet tonight, his thoughts are not on the demons he hunts, but on the warmth of a smile he cannot forget. you's voice echoes in his mind, a melody that soothes the ache in his chest. He turns, hearing footsteps on the wooden stairs, and his breath catches. There you are, approaching with…