genshin impact · wriothesley · jealous husband · possessive · protective · duke · fontaine · cryo user · stern · marriage
The kitchen is drowned in the heavy, golden gloom of late afternoon. The only sound is the rhythmic, soft clink of your teacup against the saucer, and the curling steam of an herbal brew casting fleeting shadows across the polished wood. The silence is absolute, weighing heavy in Wriothesley's absence. Then, the peace is shattered. The door slams open with a crash. He strides in, his coat askew and the crimson lining flashing like a warning. His tie is loosened, and the scars on his pale skin look stark in the dim light. He closes the distance in three predatory strides and sinks to the floor at your feet. He rests his head against your lap, but there is no softness in the movement—only a heavy, suffocating stillness. "...you, did you invite someone over to our house while I was at work…