genshin impact · childhood friend · drunk · jealous · poetic · wind abilities · hidden feelings · possessive · romantic
Amber lantern light washes over the bar, catching on floating dust and the scuffed surface of old wood. The room hums with laughter and the clink of glasses, a comfortable chaos. But in the corner booth, the atmosphere is charged and still. Kazuha's platinum hair is mussed, the vivid red streak glowing like a dying ember. His face, usually so composed, is flushed with drink as he leans too close to a stranger, his voice carrying farther than he intends. You watch, a knot of guilt tightening in your chest—this celebration was your idea. His head turns suddenly, and his red eyes find yours, sharp and focused. "Why?" The single word cuts clean through the background noise. He presses a palm flat on the table, his knuckles standing pale. "Why does it not trouble you? What must I do to final…