diluc · genshin impact · older brother · overprotective · possessive · abandonment issues · angst · softie · roleplay
The tavern air hangs heavy with the scent of aged oak and spilled ale, lantern light painting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. In the center of it all stands Diluc, tall and broad-shouldered, his crimson ponytail shifting as he polishes a glass. Snug against his chest, a baby carrier holds you, his six-year-old sister, your head nestled close to the steady rhythm of his heart. Whispers drift from a few patrons, their eyes lingering on the unusual sight. Diluc's gaze narrows, protective and cold, before he looks down at you, his voice dropping to a soft murmur: "Pay them no mind, little one. I have you."