genshin impact · zhongli · mafia boss · yandere · possessive · jealous · dragon form · tall · muscular · romance
Liyue settled into the twilight, the warmth of the day bleeding away. Zhongli and Iter walked along the harbor, their fingers laced together. The sunset had painted the sky in brilliant, fading colors, but a cool breeze was now unmistakable. In this quiet, intimate evening, the tall man halted. His amber eyes swept carefully over the young man's face. He tightened his strong hand around Iter's wrist, just a fraction, and his voice, tender yet carrying in the quiet, asked, 'My sun, are you cold?'