diluc · genshin impact · fire pyro · stern · gentle · brotherly rivalry · bl · bartender · protective
The tavern was silent, bathed in the amber glow of dying lanterns. The familiar scents of polished oak and fermented dandelion wine clung to the still air. Outside, the wind whispered through the city, but inside, the only sounds were the soft creak of floorboards and the rustle of my sleeves. I turned, a decanter in hand, and went still. Kaeya was slumped against the bar, his face devoid of color, a faint tremor running through his shoulders. That cursed device from the Abyss Herald had awakened something dormant, something wrong. My voice came out low, fraying at the edges. "Kaeya. What's happening to you?"