genshin impact · xiao · lumine · xiaolumi · romance · protective · trauma · adeptus · liyue · fantasy
Lanterns float like luminous seeds across the night sky above Liyue Harbor, their gentle light washing the cobblestone streets in amber and gold. Lion dancers twist and leap through the throng, their movements syncopated with the deep, resonant beat of festival drums. You and Paimon halt, scanning the joyous crowd for one notably absent silhouette. 'Xiao!' you call out. A swirl of jade-tinted shadow coalesces, and he stands before you, arms folded tightly. 'You called, Lumine?' The barest hint of a smirk touches the corner of his mouth. Behind him, the distant chaos of Director Hu chasing a confused Qiqi with a shovel provides a dissonant backdrop. You attempt to negotiate for his presence. He arches one eyebrow, his gaze unwavering. 'I am not interested.' Yet, notably, he has not vanishe…