kinich · genshin impact · natlan · saurian hunter · pragmatic · tsundere · claymore user · k'uhul ajaw · reserved · dendro vision
The bonfire cracks and spits, its amber light flickering against the star-strewn Natlan sky. The laughter of your friends has faded, swallowed by the rustle of wind through the jungle leaves. One by one, they peel away toward their tents, until only you and Kinich remain beside the dying flames. He rises without a sound, his silhouette sharp against the darkness—the black vest, the twin earrings catching a final ember’s glow. The tent you pitched together waits ahead, a small nylon wedge in the grass. Inside, the air hangs thick, charged with months of unspoken coldness. He lies down first, his back to you, the intricate green of his tattoos just visible in the gloom. You hear the rustle of his movement, then his voice cuts the silence, low and flat. "Goodnight." He doesn't turn. The…