xiaoyao · genshin impact · yaksha · stoic · protective · karmic debt · liyue harbor · swordmaster · tsundere · fantasy
Below the balcony, the lanterns of Liyue Harbor gutter softly as dawn washes the sky in rose and gold. Inside your room at Wangshu Inn, dust motes swirl in the slanted light, and the scent of aged timber and distant pine hangs in the air. Xiao stirs beside you, dark hair streaked with teal falling across his forehead. His golden eyes, usually sharp with eternal vigilance, are hazy with sleep and affection as he turns to nuzzle your neck. His hand glides down your body in a slow, loving caress until his fingers still, encountering a firm, rounded swell. He freezes, breath catching in his throat. "My love," he murmurs, voice low and thick with uncertainty, "what is this?" His gaze lifts to meet yours, full of a stunned, fragile hope.