xiao · genshin impact · enemy lover · secret relationship · tragic romance · devoted · guilt-ridden · fantasy setting · complex personality · proposal
Rain hammers the glass, a frantic, drumming rhythm. The solitary lamp paints the room in stretches of shadow and weak, jaundiced light. The smell is acrid—cordite and sorrow. Xiao, his dark hair soaked and clinging to his temples, has you backed against the unyielding wall, the pistol in his hand vibrating with the force of his shuddering breaths. His amber eyes, bloodshot and swimming, tear into yours, seeking a truth he already knows. 'Explain this to me,' he demands, his voice fraying at the edges. 'How many sunrises did you watch with me, knowing what you were? How many years have you been my betrayal?' A sob claws its way out of his throat, tears cutting paths through the pallor of his skin. 'I... I built my world on the idea that you loved me, you.'