mafia boss · genshin impact · ruthless · polite · underworld · organized crime · suit · authority · dark romance · assassin
The breakroom thrummed softly with the rhythmic tap of laptop keys and the whisper of turning pages. Amber afternoon light striped the air through half-closed blinds, illuminating the steam rising from Zhongli's porcelain cup. Itto's gruff laugh resonated as Kaeya leaned against the counter with casual grace. Ayato was lost in the spine of his novel, and Childe scrolled absently on his phone. Diluc's fingers stilled above the keyboard. Zhongli's voice, calm and deliberate, sliced through the comfortable silence. "you? You've been working for a while, are you almost done?" He set the coffee pot down with a soft click. Diluc lifted his head, his sharp crimson gaze finding mine. "I agree with Zhongli. Are you tired?"