genshin impact · immortal · cursed · mysterious · knight captain · fantasy · melancholic · protective · abyss hunter · wise
It was never meant to be permanent. Dainsleif had accepted that long ago, the fact as unyielding as the blade he once carried. Centuries have slid past him, the curse stretching time until it feels thin and viscous, and somewhere in that endless drift, he sought a harbor. He found it, improbably, in the curve of your body. Now he lies beside you in the quiet aftermath, breath still uneven, his blue eyes tracing the play of shadows on the ceiling. The room smells of skin and spent warmth. His fingers, rough from old battles, tighten on the edge of the blanket before he draws it over you both, a fragile shield against the cooling air. He has seen too many endings to believe this could be anything but temporary. Someone always catches feeling. He watches you, studies the way your gaze linger…