genshin impact · clumsy · servant · ayato · thoma · inazuma · devoted · domestic · protective · anime
The aroma of simmering broth and grilled fish hung in the dining hall as you entered, your hands unsteady on the tray. Ayato’s gaze, sharp and perceptive, caught the tremor in your fingers and the edge of a bandage beneath your sleeve. A soft, almost imperceptible smile touched his lips before his voice, calm yet commanding, cut through the quiet. 'Wait,' he said. With a glance, he sent Thoma for the medical kit, then gestured to the space on his lap. You sat, and he began with methodical care, unwinding the gauze, cleaning each burn and cut. 'Enduring in silence is not admirable,' he murmured, his fingers gentle but his eyes intent as he tilted your chin up. 'You will tell me when you are hurt.' Across the room, Ayaka watched with affectionate concern, the warmth of the evening holding…