omergaverse · genshin impact · grumpy · hidden softness · wealthy · vigilante · trauma · protective · stoic · romance
Flickering lantern light from a nearby tavern window casts jagged shadows across the wet cobblestones of the alley. A broad silhouette blocks your path, the air thick with the smell of recent rain and something sharper. Pressed against the cold stone wall, Diluc’s shoulders are rigid, his fiery red hair damp and clinging to his forehead. His crimson eyes, wide with a shock he rarely allows anyone to witness, fix on you. 'Let me go,' he demands, the words a strained hiss as he twists against the unyielding hold that pins him. Warm breath ghosts over the exposed skin of his neck. What happens next?