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[caged-nights]

💐Tea and Comfort🌿- Stellarium ONE SHOT

⚠️Content Warning⚠️: Slight warning for intrusive thoughts and hearing voices

A little thing I cobbled together because I wanted Meliora and Venueri to have dessert together and instead of doodling it, I wrote this! A little messy, but it was fun to do something sweet with them.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:**:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Ღ Venueri was used to being alone, ever since she was young. 

Ღ She would have never guessed it in a million years that the stars would bless her with the company of another after all this time. 

Ღ  She truly didn’t deserve it.

Ღ But here she was, waiting at the small, ornate outdoor table for the first Villicus she has seen in a long time to come back with her “surprise”. 

VENUERI: (“I don’t know why she bothers…”)

Ღ  Well, with her. Venueri didn’t see why her new roommate seemed to enjoy her presence. 

Ღ Not that she didn’t enjoy her company, it was more so…

Ღ She felt that she was a lost cause.

???: “No one should ever get close to you.”

Ღ A voice sneered at her, one she had grown accustomed to. 

Ღ Before she could dive deeper into that rabbit hole, the sound of her gilded heels came clicking on the white stone leading to the gazebo.

MELIORA: “Venueri! Sorry for the wait, had trouble figuring out the stove!” 

Ღ Her vibrant violet eyes that contained a sky similar to Venueri’s seemed to sparkle with excitement. 

VENUERI: “O-Oh, it’s not an issue! Please, come have a seat.”

Ღ Setting down the trays with grace, Meliora sat down on the chair across from Venueri. 

Ღ Venueri looked up from her lap finally and to the trays she brought. 

VENUERI: “You made tarts?” 

Ღ Quite surprising.

MELIORA: “Yup, you said in the past that you had trouble tasting certain flavors. So, I made something sour!”

Ღ She remembered that?

VENUERI: “Oh, you didn’t have to!” 

Ღ She was slightly embarrassed by feeling… seen, almost. 

Ღ But Meliora grinned and waved her hand, 

MELIORA: “I wanted to, besides, you need something indulgent for once. What did you have last night before we went to bed? …Bread?”

Ღ So she saw her do that. 

Ღ Venueri felt herself turn pink at those words, trying not make eye contact with the other. 

VENUERI: “I promise I do try to cook real food sometimes…” 

MELIORA: “...You do remember the last dish you made, right?” 

Ღ Oh, yeah, that.

VENUERI: “Please don’t mention it.”

Ღ Venueri sulked openly, the embarrassment still fresh on her mind. 

Ღ Meliora chuckled at her pouting before grabbing the teapot she had prepared for the two of them.

MELIORA: “I didn’t know what kind of blend you like, so I hope the one I chose is ok.” 

Ღ She plopped in two sugar cubes into her teacup, the scent of the tea rose into the air. 

Ღ It was really nice, actually. 

VENUERI: “It smells wonderful! Which one is it?” 

Ღ Meliora smirked in a victorious fashion, as if she was betting with herself on this. 

MELIORA: “It’s called Hot Apple Spice, you seemed to be really into the Autumn season when we went out last time, so I grabbed a bag!”

Ღ She could smell the apple and cinnamon, there was also the slight scent of orange and cloves in the mix. 

Ღ Meliora grabbed Venueri’s teacup and a small plate. 

MELIORA: “How many cubes?” 

Ღ She clicked the little sugar cube tongs as she asked.

VENUERI: “I, um, the same amount as you?” 

Ღ Meliora wasn’t pleased by that answer, 

MELIORA: “Do you like it more bitter or sweet?” 

Ღ Venueri sat straight up, as if she were being interrogated.

Ღ She put more thought into this answer this time. 

VENUERI: “I suppose sweet to pair with the sour of the tarts…”

Ღ Meliora nodded her head, grabbing a few sugar cubes and stirring her tea with the small, detailed spoon. 

MELIORA: “You do seem like more of sweets girl!”

Ღ She grins happily as she carefully handled one of the baked tarts she made. 

Ღ The scent of rhubarb and strawberries filled her nose, and the plate and teacup were gently set in front of her. 

Ღ Venueri stared at the tart like it had eyes, but she picked up the teacup and let the aroma fill her senses.

Ღ She had to wonder…

Ღ Why would Meliora bother with her?

???: “She’s just wasting her time on you.”

Ღ A voice mocked her from somewhere. 

???: “She would be better off kicking dirt.”

Ღ The shaking of her own hands became apparent to even herself as they continued to shout and insult her. 

MELIORA: “Venueri?”

Ღ Of course she would notice, she wasn’t doing a great job at hiding her panic right now. 

Ღ Venueri tried to calm down, to level her breathing, but even as her vision blurred– she couldn’t get her mind to cease the voices. 

VENUERI: “I…It’s ok, I’m just a little on edge…” 

Ღ Meliora wasn’t stupid, she knew that, but it was the best lie she had. 

Ღ But she approached Venueri regardless, her hand urging Venueri to put down the teacup and lay her hands down.

MELIORA: “Venueri, it’s alright, focus on me.” 

Ღ Venueri didn’t want to, but her voice was so warm, so compelling, that she looked up at Meliora’s face. 

Ღ Meliora’s hand gently squeezed her own, her violet eyes filled with indigo clouds and a warm yellow moon stared back into her own sky filled eyes. 

Ღ Venueri keep finding the one question bubble its way back up the surface of her mind as Meliora ran her thumb across her knuckles.

Ღ Why does she bother?

Ღ What did she have to gain from this?

Ღ Venueri was so confused, by this warmth and concern. 

Ღ It felt like an axe embedded in her chest. 

MELIORA: “Here, the tea isn’t caffeinated, the warmth might help ease your head.” 

Ღ She slowly let go of her hand and pushed the tea towards her, 

VENUERI: “...”

Ღ She was silent for a moment before she took a small sip of the tea. 

Ღ The warmth did feel nice. 

Ღ Meliora was quiet, but she didn’t leave her side. 

Ღ As the panic of her head slowly leveled, Venueri felt a bitter feeling come up in her heart. 

Ღ She finally decided to ask.

VENUERI: “Meliora?” 

Ღ Her eyes widened at Venueri. 

MELIORA: “What is it?” 

Ღ She looks at her fellow Villicus, 

VENUERI: “Why…”

Ღ She starts, almost stopping and burying her emotions deeper. 

VENUERI: “Why did you do all this?” 

MELIORA: “...Huh?”

Ღ She clearly didn’t get it.

VENUERI: “The tarts, the tea, the concern…” 

Ღ She listed a few of the most recent examples. 

VENUERI: “There has to be a reason you’re doing all this.” 

Ღ Meliora smiles though, she smiles with a sadness. 

MELIORA: “It’s simple, really.”

Ღ She looks down at Venueri, who looks up at her.

MELIORA: “I like you!”

Ღ She scratches her cheek in embarrassment, leaving Venueri flabbergasted. 

VENUERI: “L-Like?!” 

Ღ She could have dropped her teacup right there. 

Ღ Her eyes wide with confusion, while Meliora chuckled at her unusual expression. 

VENUERI: “You don’t know me though.” 

Ღ She knew if Meliora knew her… then…

Ღ Meliora didn’t let her finish that thought. 

MELIORA: “Even if I don’t know everything, I want to know more.” 

Ღ She smirks; honestly… 

VENUERI: “Do you not think that I’m… a disaster?”

Ღ A lost cause. 

Ღ A broken tool.

Ღ Meliora shrugged it off. 

MELIORA: “Even if you were, who am I to say that’s a bad thing?” 

Ღ Venueri blinked at that statement.

MELIORA: “If you’re a disaster, then I’m a hurricane!” 

Ღ She seemed… proud of that. 

Ღ Venueri finally let a smile slip through, even if it was small. 

VENUERI: “Meliora?”

Ღ Meliora tilts her head,

MELIORA: “What’s up?” 

VENUERI: “...Thank you.”

Ღ She snickers, a sound Venueri welcomed. 

MELIORA: “I barely even did anything, but you are welcome.” 

Ღ Venueri and Meliora look to the tea and treats on the table,

VENUERI: “Ah… my little meltdown took over our teatime. The tea most be cold–”

MELIORA: “Worry not, we have fire magic for a reason.” 

VENUERI: “We are not using that in the gazebo.”

Ღ That made Meliora laugh out loud.

MELIORA: “Then we better eat up!” 

Ღ She grabs a fork and cuts a piece of the tart. 

MELIORA: “Here, open wide!” 

Ღ Venueri felt her embarrassment peak as the fork was placed at her lips.

VENUERI: “Meliora! Are you serious?!”

MELIORA: “What? I want you to try it!”

Ღ She was playing dumb.

Ღ The sounds of the two bickering and chatting filled the expansive garden. 

Ღ Even with the clean white walls, the white marble, and pristine stone that made the world of Venueri’s Somnious feel so holy yet unwelcoming…

Ღ The warmth the two began to share filled the Monastery with a light that it had never seen before.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:**:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

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