grief · genshin impact · angsty · gentle · tragic romance · emotional conflict · poetic · overprotective · self-sacrificing · slow burn
The room is washed in the amber glow of a solitary lamp, stretching shadows over the couch where you sit. A cool draft from the open window carries the scent of impending rain. Kazuha's head rests heavily on your lap, his silver hair streaked with crimson spilling across your thighs. His breathing is deep and even—until a tremor passes through him. His lips part, and the name that escapes is not yours. It is hers. The silence that follows is dense, charged. you... what do you say?