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m1d-45 · 1 year ago

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darling, my dear

summary: short, fluffy moments with your lover. diluc, tighnari, xiao, childe, and kazuha in that order

word count: ~1.7k

-> warnings: spoilers for mondstat story quest/ diluc lore, minor mention of blood in tighnari’s, reader is also very silly goofy in nari’s because i said so, author is down bad for kazuha and it shows

-> gn reader (you/yours)

taglist: @samarill || @thenyxsky || @valeriele3 || @shizunxie || @boba-is-a-soup || @yuus3n || @esthelily || @turningfrogsgay || @cupandtea24 || @genshin-impacts-me || @chaoticfivesworld || @raaawwwr

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diluc

“‘luc? where are you going?”

diluc turned from his spot on the edge of the bed, smiling down at you. he’d hoped not to wake you, but now that you were awake, he ran his hand over your cheek without hesitation. “nothing you need to worry about,” he said softly, smile growing when you put your hand over his. “go back to sleep, love.”

your eyes were heavy, he could see, and yet you tried to stay awake for him. how adorable you were… he wished he could stay here with you forever. “what does that mean? darknight stuff?”

“no, not that. i always tell you when i go out for that.” his thumb swept in an arc as he leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “i need to go to a meeting with a merchant from liyue. i’ll be back in time for our lunch with an hour to spare.”

“you better be..” you let your eyes close, put to rest by his reassurance, and he waited until your grip on his hand loosened to slip away. he finished dressing as quietly as he could, pausing in the doorway when he was done to look back.

the day he was tired of the sight of you in his bed was the day he’d die, he decided, for if he no longer found joy in such an act of trust, there was nothing else to live for.

tighnari

tighnari stomped twice on the mat outside his home, shaking off as much dirt as he could before entering. normally when he came back in such a shape, it was because of a nasty withering zone or a rude group of fungi, but this time…

he sighed, ears flicking at the memory. he wasn’t sure how he didn’t hear the boar, really, nor how one so small had managed to push him so hard. thankfully, he wasn’t beside any of the larger cliffs, just a denser patch of bushes, but still.

you came home as he finished checking himself for injuries, dirtied outer layer already discarded in the hamper. how he was able to pick up your footsteps as you navigated his home but not the clumsy smashing of a boat through the forest… maybe only celestia knew.

you knocked on the door twice before entering the bathroom, eyebrows raising as you took in his condition. he knew he was a mess: various leaves and sticks sticking out of his hair and tail, dirt smeared on his cheeks and hands, a handful of small nicks sprinkled across his forearms…

“you enter a boar wrestling contest?”

it was a joke. or, most days it would be. but now, he shut his eyes as he groaned, as if that would block out the sound of your shocked laughter.

“wait, did-“

“i don’t want to talk about it.”

“tighnari-“ it was hard to pretend to be upset when you began to pick out the various leaves in his hair, his ears twisting to hear it better. “how’d that happen? you’re normally the first to hear anything!”

“yeah, well…” he could see your grin grow the longer he went without an excuse, and eventually settled on picking up the first aid kit, beginning to disinfect his many, many scrapes. “whatever..”

“you’re adorable.”

“no i’m not.”

“you are. always reminding everyone of safety, yet you somehow miss a boar.”

“i- i was distracted!” he switched out the cotton pad in his hand for a new one, moving onto his other arm. “there was an albino sweet flower. i was curious about its properties, as i’d never seen one before… besides, it was a young boar.”

“still a boar. give me your tail.” he lifted it, letting you pull the leaves from it as well. “you’re not hurt, right?”

“i’m not, it was too small to do any damage, and i mostly just hit bushes on the way down.”

“that’s good.”

for a few minutes, all was quiet. he put bandages over the few cuts that had gone deep enough to require them, brushing through his now-mostly-clean hair and washing the dirt off his face. he’d still need to take a shower, but this felt better.

and then you finished with his tail, letting it fall, “what if another boar was waiting for you at the bottom, do you think you would have heard that one?”

“by the seven above-“

childe

you’d been in this situation before. more times than you could count, provided you even wanted to, but it never got easier.

he was a harbinger. he got sent on missions often. he was skilled in combat, yes, but often acted more than a bit reckless—he’d been doing better since the two of you had been together, but..

ajax winced, just slightly, as he tightened a bandage around his shoulder, and your hands twitched toward him. you wanted to help, if only to keep him from hurting himself further, but he insisted you “keep your hands clean.” no blood on your hands, his or otherwise, for as long as he could keep it that way. you were delegated to watching from your spot on the edge of the bathtub, no matter how much you wanted to help.

he sent you an apologetic smile, finally taping down the end. “sorry sweetheart. i’ll make it up to you later, okay?”

“you don’t-“

“-have to, i know, but i want to. i don’t like making you upset.”

the same routine every time. he comes home, giving you a hug or kiss if he could do so without staining your clothes, or grabbing the towel kept by the door for this express purpose to do so. then to the bathroom to tidy up and treat his injuries, then whatever else you’d like. a dinner if it was late enough, or a homemade lunch, or a handful of hours spent in bed, holding each other close until one or both fell asleep. despite the consistency of this, sometimes he’d be scheduled for a meeting or debrief, ones he always missed.

today was one of such days.

“you’re sure you’re not going to get in trouble?”

he pulled on his shirt and shook out his hair, reaching to pull you to your feet with a quick kiss on your cheek. “certain. i’m too important for them to fire, and you’re too important to ignore.”

a man willing to deny the ninth harbinger for you… it was hard to argue that he felt anything less than pure adoration toward you in moments like this.

xiao

you were falling asleep. he could tell. your eyes dropped, head beginning to fall for a split second before you caught yourself. it was… endearing, he thinks, how much you tried to stay awake.

humans needed sleep. why you insisted on sacrificing yours for a few more minutes sat on the balcony with him, he didn’t know.

“you should rest,” he said, watching as you rubbed at your eyes.

you shook your head. expected. “i want to stay out here with you.”

“…those things are not exclusive.”

he tugged at your sleeve until you leaned against him, trying to stay as still as possible. he wanted you to be happy, and if you wanted to sit out here with him… then he’d do just that. the thin blanket beneath the both of you couldn’t be comfortable, and the night would certainly only get colder… but he didn’t mind. your body was warm against his, and he’d carry you inside far before you could get sick.

you shifted, and his fingers curled around yours to keep you from pulling away. he may be a bit shy about admitting it, but he loved the feeling of your skin on his. don’t back off, please?

kazoo

you stood on the docks of liyue, watching eagerly as the crux fleet sailed into the harbor. even from here, you could see the bright red of your lover’s clothe’s from atop the crow’s nest. people swarmed the boat, merchants and various busymen awaiting their goods, but you didn’t move an inch. you knew who you were waiting for, and knew he knew where to go.

there. his bright white hair reflecting the sun, the various ripples in the air as he lowered himself on platforms of anemo. with a wave to the captain—who laughed with her chest and watched with a smile—his shoes touched the deck, bringing him quickly to you.

kazuha took your hand and brought it to his lips as he bowed, red eyes taking you in for the first time in three weeks. “it is lovely to see you again, my dear.”

you pulled him closer, wrapping him in a hug. “i missed you.”

he squeezes you tightly, kissing your hair. “i missed you too. how have you been? are you alright?”

“better, now.”

you could feel his laugh through your hands, right beside his heartbeat. “what a charmer,” he teased, pulling away just enough to meet your eyes. “are you certain? has anything troubling come up?”

“nothing.” you reached up to move a piece of hair that wasn’t there, just to have an excuse to cup his face in your palm. he turned, kissing your wrist with another smile.

“good. i’d hate for something to bother you when i’m unable to help.”

“you don’t have to help me with everything, kaz.”

“oh, i’m certain i don’t have to. but everything is always easier with help, no? why shouldn’t i assist that who i love the most?”

in your brief moment of surprise, he turned the both of you so you could walk side by side, his arm around your sides. ”now, do you have any plans for today? if not, allow me to treat you to lunch. it’s been far too long since i’ve properly shared a meal with you.”

he may call you a charmer, but it was you who always ended up flustered.

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kingconia · 1 year ago

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I saw the Neuvillete one and I come bearing a different Fontaine Character!

So how would the following react to an MC with personality traits of Navia?

Rook Hunt (Romantic)

Idia Shroud (Platonic)

Professor Trein or Professor Crewel (Mentor) (Your choice as to which professor to write)

Please and thank you!

ROOK HUNT, IDIA SHROUD AND PROFESSOR TREIN WITH FEM!MC, WHO IS LIKE NAVIA FROM GENSHIN IMPACT

Rook Hunt; romantic. 💜

— I have a feeling him and you will be a lot like Navia and Clorinde dynamic, but slightly a more teasing one;

— You play your own very strange little games, in which Rook follows you everywhere, trying to stay unnoticed, and you suddenly disappear from his view as soon as he relaxes, leaving funny notes and roses after yourself. Moriarty meets Moriarty;

— You find a common tongue quite quickly, and it is not only about french! You both are undeniably loud, cheerful, strange in eyes of others, and, oh! You like unsightly hats!

— I feel like students feel strangely uncomfortable around both of you as you speak nonsense—for others it seems this way, at least—or genuinely act very unhinged. And your flirting? It the worst!

•

”Y/n, l'amour de ma vie, where are you?” Rook hums thoughtfully, narrowed eyes scanning the bedroom where he just heard your voice a few minutes ago. ”Y/n?”

But the room is empty now, and the only thing that catches his attention is one of your fancy hats being left on the bedside. Clearly, intentionally.

Rook wastes no time in raising it in the air. As he expects, there is a note and a breathtaking violet rose under it, just waiting to be found by him.

’Catch me if you can, mon petit gâteau!~

P.S: I found this ethereal little thing this morning, when I was having my daily walk with Riddle R. It was obscured by others, more pompous ones, shyly peeking out from the bush. Others was blind to it, but I couldn't tear my eyes away from this flower. It reminded me of you, and so I painted it violet to this resemblance being even more obvious.

— With love from the one, who would poison you, if you were by husband.’

A laugh that escapes his lips is ever cheerful as Rook swirls the rose between his fingers, noticing only now that to addition to everything it is thornless; a clear evidence of the work of yours.

Quickly, he takes off his hat, leaving it behind, putting yours on his head instead.

”Well-well, Y/n... The one, who would drink your poison if he was your husband, is coming. Beware.”

Ah! What a perfect match you are!

Idia Shroud; platonic. 💙

— I genuinely believe he doesn't understand how such a loud and extraverted person, managed to befriend him. But you did, somehow, so congratulations? Or condolences. He is not sure, who suffers the most out of two of you, yet.

— I also feel like you intentionally pretended to needing him for some work or project, just to get closer and befriend him, but Idia thinks it was an accidental, lmao;

— He is so happy, when you tell him, that though you never played games before, you are willing to learn how to play his videogames, so he wouldn't feel so lonely;

— And in return for your kindness, Idia agrees to spend time with you on your weekly shopping sessions! Ah, sweet summer child... If he only knew!

•

Idia groans, hiding his face in his palms as he hears your quiet musings behind the door of the changing cabin. It is some silly french song, but in given circumstances, it is a lot like a dead march for him.

When you first told him about shopping sessions, Idia seemed surprised why would anyone waste time on something like this, when online shops literally existed. But, nevertheless, he tagged along with you. Because he is a good friend.

And at first, everything seemed fine. Yes, of course, you chose a very questionable and flushy clothes that looked as if someone pressed a ’random character design’ button, but... At least, you was quick! A few minutes here and there, and you finished with each shop effortlessly.

Until you saw a shop with hats. That is where everything started to crumble.

You spent fifty minutes only on staring at different hats, touching and checking their material, and carefully analysing every part of it as if it was a peace of art. And then, you spent even more on trying them on by one one, with different bought outfits from before! And it is not even going to end soon!

”So,” you ask, while opening the door of your cabin. ”How does it look, Idia?”

He has no idea! All of these hats look similar to him: too bright, too much, too pointy. What are you, a witch from nineties?!

”Cool,” he answers, offering you an awkward smile, not willing to he honest in this one.

You sigh.

”I don't kno-ow... Something is off.”

You have been telling the same thing over and over again. At this time, Idia wants to say that your style is off in general.

”Everything is very cool, I don't know.” He repeats, shrugging.

Please, let it work, please—

”Let me try another one,” you click your tongue, before disappearing again.

Idia wishes he could die.

Ah, the things he is doing for his best friend...

Professor Train; mentorship. 🤎

— He is a proud father of a few daughters canonically, so as soon as he sees you as one, you are instantly becoming his favourite student off all the time;

— But truth to be told, you really make his life as a teacher easy. It is often that students ignore his subject, calling it boring and the most uninteresting one, so when you start to ask him questions during the lessons, considering the topic of it, he is pleasantly surprised;

— And, oh, Lucifer loves you! When this cat jumps off his arms, to hide on your lap, professor Trein is absolutely... Shocked. That is unusual for his cat, but it is undeniable now: you are a trusted face;

— You are such a diligent and quiet student on his lessons that he is genuinely surprised, when he overhears that you had been a real troublemaker on other lessons! What do you mean Crewel hates you for criticism of his looks? Had you really broke your broom on Vargas's lesson?..

•

Mozus realises that it is you, who knocks on his door, when Lucifer starts meowing quietly, trying to catch his attention by scratching the fabric of his pants.

”Yes, Y/n?” He calls for you, allowing himself to take a quick break of checking everyone's homework.

You peek from the opened door, eyes slightly wide.

”How did you...”

But the question never leaves your lips, and instead you march in with a big pile of old books in your hands.

”Good morning, professor Trein!”

He gestures you to come closer with his hand, that is not busy with stroking the cat's fur. As you do, he examines you again, remembering his conversation with headmaster Crowley he had this morning.

It is so hard to believe that he described you as ’a smart, yet worthy of getting expelled’ student! Professor Trein can't understand how would anyone say something so deceiving about you.

”Good morning. How can I help you?”

You put books in front of him with a loud thud, gasping for air, clearly tired of carrying it around. Smiling widely, you gesture at them.

”Professor Trein, do you remember how you said that it is unclear what happened in the history Shaftlands between 13th century, after the revolution?” He nods, and you puff out your chest proudly. ”I called my uncle, and look at what I found in our family library! Here it is, the secret information!”

It is his turn to look astonished now. Had you really gone for all these troubles because of the small note he muttered near the end of his lesson?

”So, I brought it to you, thinking that you will be interested, maybe?”

...No, there is no actual way someone sees you as a rude girl! You are the best students he had in centuries. He actually will leave this working place if someone ever tries to get you expelled.

”...Ah, thank you. That is very nice of you.”

You lean closer automatically, and he pats you head as a reward; a very common thing you bribe out of him for good studies.

Lucifer uses this opportunity to jump on you as you laugh, catching the cat hastily, clearly being ready for such an unexpected attack.

Mozus smiles shortly, watching you dancing around the class with Lucifer in your hands, and then, checks the books on his table again.

...Ah, perhaps, being a teacher is not that bad, after all.

#twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #rook hunt x reader #rook x reader #rook hunt #idia shroud x reader #idia shroud #mozus trein #professor trein

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chiyoso · 1 year ago

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I HONESTLY DID NOT EXPECT TO HAVE SO MUCH GREETINGS THAT ITS OVERWHELMING ME TO THE POINT WHERE IM GUSHING WITH SO MUCH JOY ??????????????

THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR LOVELY AND UPLIFTING WORDS

i thought my birthday was going to be dull this year with all the whole pandemic, getting sick thing and burnout shinanigans — but creating a growing community... was one of the best decisions i have done in my whole nineteen years worth of choices to do. i love you all, so so much. strangers we might be, acquaintances from afar, friends from behind the screen — it doesn't matter, kindness goes far beyond through each word we speak.

and all of your words have reached me. (cough your lie in april reference without the dying)

this is my first time letting out media of my adventures and personal life, but yesterday was such a special day and i plan to do more today (birthdays over here typically last a few more days since only a day of celebration isnt really enough, depends on the person/environment though 🤭)

Chocolate Taiyaki Strawberry Pocky Pork Katsudon

Mochi Ice Cream Wendys Coffee

ME AND GOJO MERCH I BOUGHT HEHE

(will buy genshin impact birthday gifts for myself)

the name of the restaurant on the right reminded me of lyney, scara and me.

i will not elaborate further.

(also why am i so good at taking pics)

hehe. once again, thank you all so much for the support, i've been planning mentally so much that perhaps i just needed a little break from writing (the sickness and my bday proved a very nice break for me)

writing things

cynosure's ascendance

• i have no idea if people still remember this series of mine, but i do remember starting it out of desire to create a character of lust, battle and trauma and laying it bare for the xianzhou luofu to witness (cough jing yuan) so this series WILL be continued out of self interest

the mara's will

• the direction of this series will take a dark turn. it wont all be happy, but since its inspired by honkai impact... you're going to see more of powerful reader, and come to me in inbox, should i refer to old gods as herrschers? make this timeline where the universe of star rail will be tested by the imaginary tree's schemes and threaten to fall it towards the sea of quanta? i primarily have a good understanding of the whole imaginary tree thing, and i can see it applies to hyv games, thus leading me to the question of — are all connected somehow? (hsr welt's from hi3 after all)

• so yeah! i'm just conflicted as to what direction ill lead tmw with, so please, indulge me with your ideas and help me make sense of the timeline for it.

• (option 1) star rail, a universe that fought off the very, very ancient forces of what people of the infinitely old called honkai, and since the eradication of the ancient forces, they have been thriving ever since, hence the start of new technologies combined with long forgotten ones (previous era combined with stellar resources today) but all had forgotten about them in the process, them being the houkai, and the imaginary tree will soon test this 'bubble universe' (hsr) because simply; it is its law, it is its nature.

• (option 2) no bubble universes, no honkai impact timeline, just hsr itself with elements INSPIRED by the game

• (option 3) come to me! (told you im so conflicted hehe)

stellar chasm

• nngh im making a few ppl wait with this series, but trust me, i'm just studying and playing honkai impact to get a better grasp of hi3 abilities, how herrschers work, the lore and etc. and i honestly really want to involve durandal in mc's progress, we all know durandal is so fucking, so damn strong to the point where she can hold off kevin (im in that part or after so i have no clue if something happens to her, PLEASE DONT SPOIL ME THO) so yeah! i have already an idea as to how will mc will become a herrscher + getting the divine key abyss flower 😌 juuust... let me study more of hi3 🥹 also i have kind of scrapped the HoV personality? i'm going for an eden but more flirty, sensual (not purposely) type — that's all i'm spoiling!

i have 4 upcoming fics as well!

• It starts with a glance (Neuvillette, dark content)

• For you, Ma Moitie (Neuvillette oneshot)

• Neuvillette, your colleague (Headcannons)

• follower milestone with self aware!blade

that's all for now! once again, thank you all and LOVELY PROSPEROUS DAYS TO ALL OF YOU

love,

hiraeth

#🎂|·❍✧⃝·° H. — Birthday Archives (090123)#🪧|·❍✧⃝·° H. — UPDATES

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kannymaei · 2 years ago

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The Perfect Girl - Chapter 10 (Kamisato Ayato x Reader)

Author’s Note: All characters are OOC! Please be reminded that this fanfic is Modern! AU and Highschool! AU and none of this are canons to the actual lore of Genshin Impact. I do not own Genshin Impact or the characters in the game!

Synopsis: You were a graduating high school student who somehow got involved in unfortunate events and transferred to Teyvat International School. Due to your “complicated” physical features, you became the main target of the school’s “bully”, Kamisato Ayato! Together with his friends, Diluc Ragnvindr, Tartaglia, and Arataki Itto.

Word Count: 3.9k

Taglist: @frieschan @nejibot

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Next -> Chapter 11

Now Playing: Mareux - The Perfect Girl

You're such a strange girl, I think you come from another world.

It has been a day since you woke up, this made a commotion outside the ICU because everyone is either happy or crying that your coma wasn't something permanent since other types of coma vary from how long a person stays unconscious, there are comatose that last for a week or a few months then there would be a comatose that would last for a year or more than to a comatose that would put a person in a permanent sleep which all depends on how severe is the damage on the head. You were also transferred back to a normal confinement room now that you were awake but this would allow your friends to visit you at once.

You recovered all the memories you've lost but at this point do you still need to remind Ayato? That you were his long-lost lover? He now has his new soon-to-be lover which is Guuji Yae.

Then again you aren't aware of the fact that Guuji Yae pretended to be you a decade ago after the incident. The way she did that was to have Ayato for herself-gain. This means Ayato has always been yours all these years but that was for you to find out soon.

You thought to yourself, maybe you could remind him of the little things. That could hit a mark on his head that has forgotten everything.

The door of your room opened revealing the man who had a pair of lilac eyes, Kamisato Ayato.

"I'm kind of suspended the whole month which is why it's just me here alone." He placed his coat on the chair and sat beside you. He replaced the flowers he placed the other day, blue stargazer lilies.

"That's odd you're bringing me flowers?" You laughed, does he know that those were your favorite? Maybe he does remember you after all.

You're such a strange girl, I don't understand a word.

"It's Guuji Yae's favorite flowers… Sorry I don't know what's your favorite." He directly said.

(Now that's the odd one) You thought to yourself.

"Would you mind if I ask you when Guuji Yae told you that these were her favorite?" You asked in to hope that he would give you a serious answer.

"Fine, but I'll only tell you why I like her because you're in a bad condition right now due to my pride…" He said and looked away at you.

"Guuji Yae is my childhood friend. We met at the Annual Celebration of my Family back then. She accidentally pushed me down the stairs… I don't remember any of it but that was all she told me after I returned home from the hospital. Then uh… she said that I used to feed her my weird cooking. After that, we were playing at our home. She suggested that maybe we should get married when we grow up. I reluctantly- I… I just agreed with her it was all of a sudden… but then she grew to be a beautiful woman with all men trying to get her. I felt lucky because I knew I was the one- Oh and the flowers… I don't know… she just said she likes those and-" Ayato stopped and held his head. It seems like he's having a headache.

"O-oh that's good… are you sure… it was Guuji Yae?" You replied to him because you know you were the one who pushed him accidentally downstairs, you were the one that he was feeding with his weird cooking, and most importantly, he was the one who asked to marry you when you grow up and not you. You remember while having a picnic with him that he picked up the same flowers because he knew you loved them. Your eyes turned dark at the thought of Guuji Yae. You don't know what was that woman's goal pretending to be you.

You're such a strange girl, I'd like to shake you around and around.

"Y/N, I know you are currently in bed right now recovering but how dare you question my memory. That's a stupid question, of course, it's…" Ayato stopped, he felt weird, he felt his heart being dropped. Why can't he say that it's Guuji Yae?

"You're annoying me Y/N, I shouldn't have visited you here." He said and crossed his arms.

"I'm annoying you? Haha… what if I tell you that I've been hearing you cry and apologize to me? Hihi. Have you forgotten that people in a coma can hear what people around them are saying?" You laughed out loud.

You're such a strange girl, I'd like to turn you upside down.

"I…" Ayato was too stunned to speak, he was blushing at the fact that you heard him all the time.

"Apology accepted!" You raised your thumbs at him and smiled.

"Whatever!" He rolled his eyes while crossing his legs.

—

You didn't notice that you fell asleep after that long 20 minutes with Ayato giving you cold stares. You could tell that he was hiding his soft spot around you. How long has it been since you were asleep? A few hours?

Your eyes wandered around the white room but your eyes were caught by the sleeping man on the chair.

"Hello! Y/N!... Hello... Ayato?" The door to your room suddenly opened revealing the ginger head man who seemed to be in a rush after all it was already class dismissal.

"Who disturbs my sleep- oh Ajax… what brings you here?" Ayato crossed his arms and legs while looking at his best friend.

(And I thought I would be alone here today with Y/N) Childe murmurs while looking away before fully entering your room and placing down a huge paper bag that's filled with his and your favorite snacks.

"Why would I be here? Of course, I wanted to visit Miss L/N. What about you? Why are you here?" Childe reaches for something out in the paper bag that reveals a container that has a yellow thing because you can't see clearly what it was.

"Here Y/N, I brought you Chicken Wings, it's Salted Egg flavor (A/N: I love Salted Egg, you can change the flavor of the wings to your liking!) . I remember you liked Chicken… so I decided to buy you one instead of takoyaki…" He said to you, trying to ignore the presence of the blue-haired man.

"Yes… it is my favorite… Thank you, Ajax…" For the first time in forever, you called Childe "Ajax". The ginger's eyes glittered before blushing and looking away when he saw your beautiful smile.

"Simp." Ayato coldly responded.

What's wrong with this person?

"Well, stop being a bitter old man, you're just jealous because Miko never gives you this kind of appreciation. Wait… you didn't answer the question on why were you here in the first place?" Childe teased his best friend although Ayato felt weird that Guuji Yae has been acting weird ever since that party.

"I don't wanna talk about Guuji Yae, Childe." Ayato sighed.

× THE NEXT DAY ×

"Ayato… what is this?" You blinked so many times looking at the hospital table. Kamisato Ayato has bought you a lot of food and that's all… Chicken Wings and Takoyaki. From the number of boxes that are on the table. It seems that he bought every chicken wing and Takoyaki flavor available.

"I recalled you like that." Ayato looked away and lowered his face a little to hide his blush.

"Well I obviously can't finish all of that but I'd like to taste each flavor then. The doctor said I'm fine to eat any food yesterday." You calmly said to him and grabbed your phone that was placed on top of the cabinet. You texted your friends to come over and eat to finish the food that Ayato brought.

"I texted your friends to come over.." You said and smiled at him. Deep inside Kamisato Ayato, his heart jumps whenever he sees you smile, however, he was oblivious to this feeling and it was unknown to him what kind of feelings you were giving him whenever he's around you.

"Oh…" He seemed down a little, maybe because he just wanted you to be alone with him.

There was a knock on the door that diverted you and his attention. The door revealed the least person that Ayato wants to see right now, Diluc Ragnvindr.

"Hello Lady L/N, I apologize for not being able to visit you yesterday." The redhead smiled. "Oh, I didn't notice you Ayato, what brought you here?" Diluc leaned back to the wall after closing the door and crossed his arms while looking at his friend.

"Can't I be here?" Ayato replied indifferently.

"My Lady L/N, I brought you a bento cake. It has fruit chunks on it, I hope you like it." Diluc said but paused when he noticed the table filled with boxes.

"Oh… are we having a feast here?" Diluc said as he was examining the content of the boxes.

"Ayato.. kinda—"

"I felt bad about no one buying in the store, so I bought everything." Ayato lied because he doesn't want to let Diluc know what? Let him know that he can do better than Childe?

You stared at the blue-haired man with awe, the audacity of this man to cut you off.

"Knock Knock Y/N!"

You heard a familiar voice that you missed.

"Lumine!" You cheerfully said you've missed your friends.

"Hello Y/N! Hello Diluc! Hello… Brother?" Ayaka said, why does she seem surprised seeing her brother? Not unless he didn't let her know where he was going.

"H-hello… Ayaka, would you like some Chicken Wings?" Ayato offered to hope that Ayaka wouldn't ask why he was there or dive in with any further questions.

"Sure! I'd love to! I'm hungry because… busy schedule…" Ayaka said but before she went grabbing a box of either food, she went towards you instead.

"Hi Y/N! Is my brother taking good care of you?" She laughed.

"O-oh he's just visiting, he's not taking care of—"

"I just visited her since I had nothing to do—"

You and Ayato paused when the door opened again and then Childe peeked in to see who were the people inside already.

"Hey! Hey!" Childe said while waving his hands to everyone.

"Ayato? You're here again?" Childe said while putting one of his hands to his chin.

"Again? What do you mean again?" Diluc and Lumine simultaneously said.

"I thought you said you were in the bowling alley?" Ayaka tilted her head because of her brother's lie.

"Yeah, yeah I went there in the morning…" Ayato replied he wasn't lying. It's just he got bored a little but he knew that he wasn't bored. He just had the urge or guilt feeling that he should visit you after what happened.

"Are we going to eat or what?" Lumine pouted before you signaled her that everyone should start eating.

You and your friends spent the day talking to each other about your school life while Ayaka is puzzled by one of her homework. Ayato seemed a little left out since he was suspended from school but everyone tried their best not to make you and him feel left out.

¿ THE NEXT DAY ?

"Ayato what are you—" He shushed your mouth with one of his fingers so you wouldn't make any more noise.

"You know I or we can't finish any of these I'm going to call—" He immediately snatched your phone away from you and you looked like a small child whose toy got stolen by the big bully in middle school.

"No friends, these would be given to the medical staff working here." He said in a serious tone.

You looked confused and were in a state of disarray. Yesterday, he went to buy all of the flavors of chicken wings and Takoyaki, and then today, he bought all kinds of cake from the same shop Diluc brought you yesterday. It wasn't limited to cakes, even desserts and pastries were included.

"What is this for?" You asked him. You thought to yourself that maybe this man just feels upset at himself that he has nothing to give you whenever he visits.

Little do you know that Ayato was doing this because he wants to be better than Childe and Diluc. Anything that they can do, he can do better. But what was the reason behind all this? It's all too much for Ayato to understand yet. Right now he thinks it's a little competition then again, since when did he start to care for you? He never cared for you one bit but after the incident, he suddenly became more approachable and gentle to you. Why was he annoyed the first time he saw you? Was he reminded of something that stayed in the past?

—

You're such a strange girl, the way you look like you do.

(Tsk! Annoying transferee!) Ayato when he saw you walking around the school's corridors together with Mr. Venti that was giving you a tour around the school.

Truth to be told, Ayato never mentioned the reason why he hated you the first time, unlike Guuji Yae that has every reason to do so.

To Ayato, you create smiles that his mother used to have before she permanently left this world. Seeing your smile was reminding him of the happy life he used to have with his parents, especially his mother.

His mother despises pressuring her first child to become the next heir of the family. She wanted Ayato to live a normal happy life as any child should experience.

You didn't know or notice him at all back then but whenever you turned your back on him, he felt like his mother was leaving him all over again.

He wanted to know more about you but was embarrassed about what other people would say about him and Guuji. Although he promised Ayaka that he would never bully someone again, you were an exception to this promise.

He told himself on the school rooftop while watching you afar walk outside the clinic with Lumine that if he bullies you, he would be closer to you, and in that way, he would be able to dive inside your personality and learn all of the interesting things about you.

But things didn't go the way they are supposed to. Guuji Yae took things way too far and Ayato became a terrible role model to the other students. They thought it was alright to bully you just because he and Miko bullied you. It wasn't supposed to be this way.

He thought to himself that you shouldn't be laying in a hospital bed right now and he shouldn't be suspended as well.

"Y/N…" He softly said then he paused. He felt like he hadn't said your name in a long time.

"What is it, Ayato?" You replied to him.

"Ayato?"

"Hey?"

…

"Oh sorry, I dozed off. I just want to say that I'm sorry for everything that has happened to you." He said with him almost tearing up.

"I told you, you were already forgiven." You smiled at him.

You were the same as your late mother, always kind and always forgiving. She taught you a great lesson that you shouldn't plant anger on anyone because it's going to turn into something irreversible.

Anger will make you lose yourself.

You remember the times when she said that to you and all the other stuff that made you into the woman that you are right now.

"Why do you keep on visiting me?" You tilted your head and grabbed one of the hospital pillows next to you and looked at Ayato like you were a lost puppy.

You're such a strange girl, I want to be with you.

"W-well! I felt bad for myself that I caused all this trouble for both of us. It would look bad on my color if I don't visit you right? You k-know sometimes I think you don't use the t-that bright brain of yours!" Ayato kept on stuttering before ending his sentence. He immediately crossed his arms and looked away from you.

Ayato is… shivering? Is it a little cold in the room?

"Is the room colder than usual?" You asked him.

…

But there was no response.

"You seemed bothered Ayato… mind telling me what's on your mind?" You touched his hand hoping that it would shake his core back to earth.

"It's about Guuji Yae." He said sternly.

Now that's the chance you're waiting for, it's your only opportunity now to ask him stuff about that sly fox.

"What's with her?" You asked him innocently because he wasn't aware of your past with him and that you remembered it recently. You're acting like a wolf in sheep's clothing except that you're doing this with good intentions.

"Well, it's just that, ever since that party. She never contacted me again. I mean, I'm just confused. I like her… and… she likes me back. Isn't she supposed to be worried and talk about what happened? Or at least explain to me why she did that to you or why she seemed upset that I was doing the right thing protecting you from all the people bullying you. I mean, if you saw the face she gave me." Ayato paused and recalled his traumatic party with Miko.

The part where he saw you bleeding on the floor in front of him.

—

"I apologize for being this late."

You wiped your tears away and looked up to see who was this person who saved you. You analyzed your surroundings to see the people staring at you and are completely taken back.

Kamisato Ayato, covered you with his coat while your hands were pressed on his chest and his arms wrapped around you.

"I'm sorry for cutting your hair off… I believe I haven't apologized to you" He softly said to you while he brushes your hair with his fingers.

"I'm scared" You replied and leaned your head onto his chest. The two of you are talking as if no one else was in the room, you don't know why he was doing this. You thought that he hates you but this is also the same for him, he doesn't know what made him step forward and protect you when everyone else is attacking you.

On the contrary, Kamisato Ayato looked behind you to see the birthday celebrant walk away, no tears were streaming. Then, he looked at you crying at him. This made Guuji Yae ``heartbroken`` to make everyone pity her and make them hate her. Everyone is oblivious that she was just acting, that she doesn't even like Ayato one bit.

The next thing you knew you were thrown back to the floor to see Ayato grinning at you holding a cup of wine.

"Y-you think I'm going to be your K-knight in Shining A-armor? You're so stupid Y/N." He stutteringly shouted before he shakingly splashed the wine he was holding by his hand. It's not obvious from his expression but deep inside Ayato's heart, he doesn't want to do it, he doesn't want to hurt you but the damage was already done. He was doing all this for Guuji Yae, the sane Guuji Yae who is fooling him and his sister.

And that is where all hell broke loose where everyone started to make fun of you and the last straw was someone smashing a heavy bowl on your head.

You were somehow thankful that you got into an accident. This accident made you remember all of the things that were stolen from you.

"If you saw the look that she gave me it's as if I was already replacing her with you. She looked so heartbroken, sad, or whatever. I felt bad that's why I pushed you off just to prove to her that she's still the one." Ayato said frantically, he was in distress that out of all the people he would talk about this. It had to be you.

The last person he likes.

"She might have got the wrong idea but shouldn't she be glad that you were doing the right thing? That her so-called future husband has his moral compass in the right direction? Although, I think she really wouldn't be glad because she planned all of this for me, and seeing you ruin her plan would upset her. Ayato, do you still know Guuji Yae?" You touched his chest with one of your fingers and pointed at his heart. This made Ayato blush a little but it wasn't obvious for you to see but the point is, you were asking him if he still knows Guuji Yae by heart because you know for a fact that sly fox is tricking and was trying to get under his sleeves.

"I don't anymore… something changed inside her and that's not the Miko I know. That's not the Miko I love either, you know the feeling… as if she was fake all the time and now I'm seeing her true colors?" Ayato kept on repeating some of the things he said after that uncontrollably. But the last thing he said was something that made you do something you wouldn't expect you would do, especially to someone like him.

"I don't want to get my heart broken. I'm so scared if she dumps me. I'll hate myself—" Ayato stopped when he felt your warm body embrace him.

You listened to the sound of his heartbeat which was racing already.

"Shhhh… don't say that Ayato. It's not the end of the world if she doesn't like you. If a girl doesn't want you anymore, they'll do anything to get rid of you and show every sign of distaste towards you. You can still try talking to her, maybe this is just a misunderstanding." You said and felt his tears streaming from your clothes but you let him.

Act as if it's your last day on earth.

Do things you wouldn't regret.

You grabbed this opportunity to finally rewrite this tragic love story you were given.

All things would depend if he would still like you back.

*Ding!*

Ayato pushed you away and looked at the text message.

It wasn't Guuji Yae but Kamisato Ayaka.

"It seems there's an emergency in the house… my lovely sister tried to please her boyfriend by cooking and somehow… set a fire in the kitchen. I will inform the nurse station about the cakes, don't worry." Ayato grabbed his coat and mouthed goodbye to you while you waved your hand to him until he left the room.

❤️ THE NEXT DAY ❤️

"Flowers? And more desserts?" You said to Ayato while looking at the people who keep on entering your room and placing boxes on the table.

"Oh, these aren't cakes. I felt like I should give you a gift for accompanying me yesterday. Here, choose a bracelet and necklace, Y/N. They come in pairs." He said while he offered his hand to help you stand up.

I think I'm falling… I think I'm falling in love with you.

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ninas-gf · 2 years ago

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i’m really starting to think about these lines i found on the dendrobium section on the genshin impact wiki:

“inazumans believe that the souls of the fallen shall follow the winding paths of the bloodied dendrobiums into the next life, thus rejoining the eternal elemental cycle. but as for those who doubt or are perplexed by ‘eternity,’ they shall be shackled to the earth, becoming another enchantingly red flower amid the vermillion fields.”

the part about fallen soldiers “rejoining the eternal elemental cycle” is clearly referencing the ley lines which hold memories of everything that has ever existed… but what about the people who become “shackled to the earth” in the form of a dendrobium? since the lycoris (one of the real-life inspirations for the dendrobium) often symbolizes reincarnation, could this somehow mean (and please take this with a grain of salt, this is all highly speculative) that they are literally reborn as these flowers?

i mean, ley lines supposedly contain the memories of everything that has ever existed, which would include humans, monsters, animals, and… plants. and if these memories somehow mixed before being reintroduced back into the world, maybe, just maybe, they are capable of holding some human memories from the ley lines…

but then that just leaves more questions. first of all, why is being reborn as this type of flower kind of portrayed as a bad thing? and why is the word ‘eternity’ in quotation marks like that? is it actually supposed to represent eternity, or could it also have to do with the heavenly principles, and how those who reject them may not be allowed to rejoin the elemental cycle that is the ley line system (like the people of khaenri’ah maybe?)…

but there is one small thing about ley line blossoms that also caught my attention: the fact that they “use the people’s will as their fertile soil in which to grow.” it’s definitely a stretch, but this reminds me of how the dendrobium tends to grow in areas where a lot of bloodshed occurred, such as the beaches where the shogunate army and the watatsumi resistance soldiers fought. for so many warriors (from both sides) to give their lives to a cause greater than their own… to either maintain what they perceive as peace/stability in inazuma or to rise up against an unjust decree, now THAT definitely sounds like “the people’s will.”

while this does make me think that dendrobiums may have some kind of special connection to the ley lines, this also REALLY confuses me, because the description seems to draw a clear line between those who can become absorbed back into the ley lines, and those who will be reborn as dendrobiums as if they aren’t connected at all…

#long post #genshin lore enthusiasts i need your wisdom #this is all speculation PLEASE don’t take it too seriously

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anemo-writes · 4 years ago

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hello travelers! again, thank you for putting up with my inactivity, it’s been hard to write lately haha. anyways, i thought this would be something fun to post and for everyone to enjoy, whether you celebrate Valentine’s Day or not :) (note: this will probably be more fanon than canon so please bear with me, i’ll make it as canon as it can be :’) i also kept this pretty short, so hopefully that’s okay too,, and sorry for this being late haha—i wrote this very late at night so don’t mind any typos you find please)

much love,

~ anemo-chan <3

(The Playable) Genshin Impact Characters on Valentine’s Day (Romantically)

super romantic; gifts you a bouquet of flowers and takes you out to eat at a fancy restaurant/cooks for you.

Diluc

He is nervous. He’s never paid close attention to the countless amount of people who have lined outside the tavern to ask him to be their Valentine, only to be rejected. There was absolutely no way that he would turn to Kaeya for advice, so unfortunately this was something he would have to figure out for himself. He figures that it wouldn’t hurt to go traditional, so that’s what he does; he buys a large bouquet of roses (which he had to get from Donna, seeing that at the hours that he ended work were very late and Flora’s shop was not open at the time—yeah, that was not fun) and presents himself outside your doorway, to which he invites you to join him for a late dinner—which he makes!

Lisa

She leaves a letter on top of your nightstand, paired along with a singular rose. The letter states for you to meet her outside of Good Hunter, where you find her sitting at a table with a candle dimly-lighting up the surroundings. She greets you with a warm smile, gesturing for you to sit down—the two of you enjoy a candle-lit dinner as well as bolognese she specially requested for Sara to make for the two of you to enjoy together why does this remind me so much of Lady and the Tramp,,

Tartaglia

Oh boy. It’s always a fun time spending a holiday with him, seeing that it could go two ways; one, he would be too busy to celebrate it with you on the day of, and he would take you out the day after, or two—have a store’s entire line of merchandise presented to you outside your doorstep, in which a very, very smiley Tartaglia hidden within the pile (after all, he was the best present!) After you’re done moving all of the gifts into your house (it took up the space of your entire living room), he tells you to cover your eyes and follow him. He takes you to one of the most well-known restaurants in Liyue (which currently doesn’t have a name because it is very late here!), and insists that you order whatever you want, and however much you want.

Zhongli

Over the years, he’s witnessed many, many couples celebrate this holiday and every year he’s wished to do the same. He finds the perfect opportunity to do so when Valentine’s Day is around the corner, and boy does he plan it out for the two of you. He’s even made sure to have his wallet on him at all times—it would be extremely rude for you to have to pay if he happened to forget his wallet. He makes sure to stop by to pick up a bouquet of flowers, as well as a bottle of perfume (not in a bad way, just to clarify) from Ying’er’s shop that he recalled you liked. He makes sure to pick you up early from your work place to make sure you made it to your appointment on time; after all, being late to an appointment was similar to breaking a contract, no?

surprises you with homemade sweets.

Fischl

Oh, she is so nervous—of course, she doesn’t show this. The entire week, she spent researching recipes to create a special batch of chocolate-dipped strawberries just for you—she even sent Oz to the nearby farms to “borrow” the freshest strawberries for the treat (the farmers were too scared to confront the talking bird who “borrowed” their strawberries, so luckily they got away with it). She dips them in a purple-colored chocolate (because what other color would she use, really?) and drizzles on a dark-chocolate syrup to top it off. She’s too shy to actually give it to you herself though, so she has Oz drop it off for her.

Ganyu

Even though she’s quite busy, she’s somehow found time to whip up a special batch of chocolate just for you! She shapes them into Glaze Lilies (which she found quite hard, which is why there are so few of them) and presents them to you in a neatly-sealed box. She’s quite modest when your eyes widen and tell her it’s the best chocolate you have ever eaten, claiming that she only followed a recipe, when she really made it from scratch.

Keqing

Like Ganyu, you have no idea how she finds time to create a perfect array of chocolates, which she made herself! However, with her tightly-packed schedule, she has to drop it off at your house in advance, to which you accept happily. She tried to decorate them with designs of cartoon-versions of your faces, but they’re a bit...messy. Nonetheless, they’re tasty, and to her relief, you enjoy them.

Mona

Somehow, she’s managed to scrape up enough mora to buy you a necklace; yes, a necklace, and a real one at that—none of that fake, costume jewelry stuff! She even added a pendant shaped like star, just so you could be reminded of her whenever you fiddled with it or even glanced at it. She’s quite flustered when she gives it to you, ignoring the way you ask how she managed to save this much mora to be able to buy something like this, changing the subject on how you should never-ever take it off (because it looks great on you.)

Noelle

One word: pancakes. (Have you seen the ones she makes for her special dishes? They’re frigging amazing) As a dutiful maid should, she wakes up especially early to prepare a homemade breakfast just for you, to which she serves to you just as your wake up in bed. The fluffy stack of pancakes are decorated with fruits cut up in heart-shapes, as well the words, “Happy Valentine’s Day, Y/N”, written neatly with chocolate syrup—it’s quite a sight to see, to be honest, and utterly delicious. Lucky you!

Xiangling

The day before, she tells you to meet her at the restaurant around noon. When you arrive, the restaurant is adorned with Valentine decorations, as well as a terrifying amount of food; she insists that she only made it for you, so you better eat up! Before she can show you the other dishes, the restaurant is suddenly filled with a strong, bitter smell—something burning. With a yelp, she runs into the kitchen, coming out a few minutes later with a tray of half-scorched cupcakes, their Gouba-shapes adorned with...a lot of burn marks. Oh well, it’s the thought that counts, doesn’t it?

buys/makes a present for you.

Albedo

Without your knowledge, Albedo has been creating a collection of artworks throughout all the time you had spent together. The pieces include portraits of you, portraits of you and him (sucrose helped with this), as well as just random sketches of the little things that remind him of you, such as the bare, snowy-white terrain where the two of you first met, as well as its flora and fauna. If you request it, he’ll even make the painting come alive (literally), and the two of you run to Sucrose’s dwelling, who is very shocked to see the pair of you running from a Frosted Lawachurl when she peered out her window to see if she could pinpoint the sounds of distant screaming.

Amber

Is there anything better than a matching set of wind gliders? Not only that—they were homemade! She spent the last couple of weeks putting together a pair of gliders for the two of you, customizing them to your tastes (which she nailed!) She quite literally drags you to the nearest hill to test them out, and the two of you end up challenging each other on who can get back to the Knights of Farvonius Headquarters the fastest—spoiler alert: she did.

Barbara

Oh, she would make the cutest card for you—the envelope is decorated with cute stickers (some of them even had her face on it; there’s nothing like promoting merchandise, am i right? jkjks) She also pairs it off with a box of chocolates that she bought from Sara—however, what she didn’t know was that in the box was a special-edition spicy chocolate truffle. With your luck, that was the first one you chose—and boy, were you met a surprise (it was so bad that you were begging Barbara to use her Vision on you, which she refused of course). Fun times.

Chongyun

He’s real sweet. After his expeditions and commissions, he opens the freezer (yes he keeps them in there, don’t judge him) to an array of ice sculptures, shapes varying from flowers, hearts, and such—although it’s quite the simple gift, he’s put a lot of effort into them, even putting in the extra effort to cast a spell to make sure they would not melt; it’s all worth though, when he sees the absolutely giddy expression on your face, and the look of pure awe as you pick one up and study it closely, admiring all of the details and work that’s he put in.

Ningguang

She sends out informants to find out what you like, whether it be something that your gaze settled on for too long or something you’ve mentioned while talking to her—on the day of, you open your door to a mountain of gifts, with Ningguang herself peering out from behind it with a calm smile and a wave (which was the opposite of your reaction, because who has that much mora to purchase all of these gifts?!?)

Razor

He doesn’t have a clue on what the holiday until Lisa asks him if he’s planned something for the two of you during one of his lessons. When he shakes his head no, Lisa suggests that he make you something, to which he sets out on an adventure to do, looking for flowers and flower stems to weave into a pair of matching bracelets—they’re not the prettiest, but he is pretty proud of it; after all, it was his first time making something like that. He’s quite nervous to present it to you, afraid that you might not like it, but all feelings of worry melt away when you slide it on with a huge smile on your face, insisting that he wears his too.

Sucrose

At first, she considers gifting you a present that she created herself; of course, with her work being alchemy, she isn’t sure if that would be the safest option, despite being talented herself. And so, she resorts to buying a present for you—she is very picky with the present though, insisting that it should be perfect since she could not make one herself. She even consults Albedo when selecting some of the presents (he doesn’t help her unfortunately; he believes that she should figure it out herself haha). Like Razor, she’s quite nervous to give it to you, but lets out a huge sigh of relief as you thank her happily for the gift, wiping a bead of sweat from across her forehead (sucrose bby anything you give us would be perfect,,)

whisks you away somewhere sentimental, where the two of you can enjoy a special date.

Beidou

It’s ungodly early in the morning when Beidou presents herself in front of your doorstep, announcing that you’ll be joining her and the crew on a special ride. She tugs you along beside her until you reach the harbor, where you are met with the sight of her ship adorned with streamers and banners, varying between shades of pink and red. Onboard, there is a table filled with goodies the crew collected and made, and boy do they look delicious. The group sets out to sea, and you take your place next to the captain, who even lets you steer the boat (momentarily, at least.)

Bennett

He takes you to meet his dads; yes, yes—he knows that it’s not the most romantic thing to do on a day dedicated to lovers, but he figures it’s just as important. Besides, they’ve been asking about you for quite a while—they even set up a small party within the Adventurer’s Guild, with the help of Bennett, of course. You spend the day listening to their old adventuring stories, as well as bits from Bennett’s childhood (poor boy is flustered from all the information his dads are spilling, but he’s still happy either way; after all, he’s with the most important people to him.)

Kaeya

He quite literally kidnaps you; one second you’re walking in the streets of Mondstadt on your way to work when suddenly someone grabs you by the waist and pulls you into an alley way (that sounds so creepy but i swear he means it in a good way). He only chuckles and shields himself with his arms as you punch him lightly, retorting that he scared you. He doesn’t care that the two of you have an overwhelming amount of work to do—after all, Valentine’s Day only comes once a year, right? Surprisingly, he doesn’t take you the tavern, but instead...Dawn Winery! Diluc received quite the surprise when he is met with the two of you standing outside his gates, with Kaeya requesting a wine/grape juice taste-testing. Yeah...you guys didn’t get any of that, but you did manage to snag a couple of grapes on your way out! Good for you!

Venti

You wake up in your bed, opening your eyes to see a very-smiley Venti laying beside you, chin propped up against his hand as he watches you yawn sleepily as you force yourself out of bed. You’re then presented with a handpicked-bouquet of Ceceilias, the freshest of the bunch, if he may add. You barely have time to thank him before he hoists you up in his arms and out of your dwelling, gliding over the city of Mondstadt as he whisks you away to Starsnatch Cliff, where he’s prepared a special performance just for you (and no, you don’t need to pay.)

Xingqiu

While he’s not the most romantic, he does have a clue on what people look for on Valentine’s Day; after all, that’s what cheesy-romance novels were for, right? Unbeknownst to you, he takes you on a date very similar to the one the main characters in his favorite novels partook in—and you don’t find out until you catch him peeking into the pages while you weren’t (you were) looking. Again, it’s the thought that counts—

doesn’t celebrate Valentine’s Day.

Jean

Sadly, she probably forgets about the holiday. She’s too busy holed-up in her office to notice the couples gathered up in the courtyard, sharing moments with their lover. It’s not until she walks out to take a breather that she notices the commotion—she immediately calls you over, apologizing frantically. Of course, to this you respond that’s it’s okay, but that you would much rather her take the rest of the day off to spend time together, to which she reluctantly agrees.

Xiao

“I do not have time to celebrate silly human traditions like that.” He would say as you bound up to him, exclaiming that it’s Valentine’s Day, the day where you can give sweets to your loved ones, and asking if he had someone special in mind to spend it with. He’s irked when your gaze falters and the grip on the object you’re hiding behind your back tightens—he only grows more irked as you mutter to yourself how you’ll give the chocolates you made to someone else. He scoffs loudly, avoiding your gaze as he lays out his hand in front of you to accept the chocolates (just because he doesn’t celebrate the holiday doesn’t mean he can’t get jealous!)

#anemo-writes #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact imagines #THE WAY THIS IS A DAY LATE #can you tell that i’ve never written for zhongli before :’)#bennett’s is my favorite i almost cried while writing it because it was so wholesome #diluc x reader #Childe x reader #zhongli x reader #chongyun x reader #razor x reader

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yoshkeii · 3 years ago

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"𝙵𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚜"

࿐ character(s): Daichi Sawamura, Asahi Azumane

࿐ genre: sfw, soft/fluff

࿐ type: (au) headcanons

࿐ requested by: anon

⌦ boyfriend male!reader (he/him)

⌦ genshin impact x haikyuu!!, modern settings

⌦ ‘can i request an au headcanon (basically genshin impact x haikyuu!!, modern settings, but the vision bearers are rarer than post traveler time and there's still spiral abyss where vision bearers help discovering new information and artifacts, and getting paid from their country for that) So, daichi and asahi's boyfriend(a vision bearer, which element is up to you to decide.)(also separetly) reacts that their boyfriend just give them an old flower artifact that he found that reminds male!reader of his boyfriend‘

A/N: an interesting concept !! thank you for requesting, im not good with reactions but- ihopethisisokay,, i dont think i did well on this,, khai writes hcs weirdly pt. who fucking knows.

asahi azumane’s give flower: wanderer’s troupe or viridescent venerer

𝙳𝚊𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚒:

》 staring at the rosy-red petaled flower that was supposedly made into a brooch, a piece missing that would make the item stay on the wearer. your eyes glossed over the item, identifying cracks and scratches on the metallic bronze pieces that accompanied the ordinary looking flower, that somehow was in one piece. just... slightly off-colored. before jumping as your name was called by another vision-bearer with two others by the way towards the exit of the Abyss floor, you began to hurry over to them as you gently slid the “Gladiator’s Nostalgia” into your pouch. the name you had read before within a dusty journal, remembering it so clearly with a much vibrant image than the real one you had now. but it oh, so reminded you of your beloved boyfriend, the one waiting for you at your shared home. 《

→ Daichi didn’t know he would be dating a vision-bearer, no one would’ve thought of a thing really. they were such a rare sight to see out in public- especially in the modern days. but that only just added to the many surprises you came home with after your days of working in the “Spiral Abyss” is what they call it.

→ giving him the faded-out red flower as soon as you walked through the front door, a bright smile across your face, was a sight he would never get tired of. except the slight worriedness would built up seeing scratches n bruises along your skin the more he stared...

→ eventually leading him to treating your injuries properly, maybe a slight scold or lecture here and there-

→ “Love, you know you have to be careful. Especially with fire! I know you have a Pyro vision, but that doesn’t mean mess around- and play with fire itself- You aren’t immune to it.” “..even worse that you tried using your abilities to cook..”

→ “He-hey it was a one time thing-!! and I was really curious ‘Muraaa..” you whined, wincing and pulling your face away with a pout as Daichi pressed a cotton swab onto the cut along your cheek.

→ “Yeah yeah, lil’ember.” He muttered the nickname, swiping a thumb over the bandaid to cover the cut. “..there you are done, now go get a change of clothes dirty boy- I have to put the first aid stuff away.”

→ seeing you disappear pass the door frame of your shared room, he went back to pack and close the first aid kit. before his eyes wandered towards the flower you had given him earlier, which was just idly sitting there on the counter. Daichi picked up the flower holding it gently in his palms, feeling the petals with his free hand.

→ he stared at the flower for a long moment, observing the petals before noticing the scratches on the metal pieces attached to the brooch. he smile gently, beginning to realize this was a gift to him, a gift that you gave and probably risked your life to nag.

→ sighing deeply at the thought of you getting hurt, knowing how clumsy you can be, he went off to the shared room where you would be. just to make sure you dont... do something stupid.

→ “Y/N?” Daichi had softly called out, seeing your head peek out from the closet as you slid a shirt on. he motioned his hands upwards a little, still holding the faded-brooch in his palms.

→ “Oh! The Gladiator’s Nostalgia? The flower, do you like it??” the way you had ecstatically replied, he could imagine a puppy’s tail wagging so fast. your eyes shimmering as you awaited his answer.

→ “I love it, ember, it was really nice of you to give it to me.” “..although I hope you didn’t get hurt too much... to achieve it. I bet this was hard to get-” He spoke softly, genuine about the words slipping through his lips.

→ “Well actually... not really-” seeing Daichi look at you in confusion, “..I’ve seen that artifact set a lot on my runs with my team, but are often- broken’n’damaged. So I- I could never give you one-” “There’s also different ones apart of the same set for yours!! I might try to collect the others for you... or more.. flowers..”

→ “Wa-wait-,, there’s more-?” he longed on his question, before he could let out another word he noticed how you started to ramble. talking about interesting details of the items you could get him on your adventures and battles, and all he did was listen. settling down on the edge of the bed while you went on.

→ you were so passionate with your job, what you were doing as a vision-bearer. it’s what he liked about you, or well... loved about you. although he wonder if every Vision-bearer were the same, he’d still take you, . date you, just as who you are. with, or without a vision. and ofc he will keep an eye on what gifts you decide to give him in the mere future.

𝙰𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚒:

》 being an Anemo Vision bearer, your able to adapt and flow with whatever could come your way. making elements spread across the battlefield with one set of moves or to crowd-control them into one spot for the others to strike the unfortunate foes. time to time you would stumble upon the “Viridescent Venerer” set in the fallen loot of opponents or the scuffed chests that were stashed at the end of battles. they looked so different than most artifacts, especially the flowers. common artifacts were genuine real flowers, making them have the same aspect as any other flower, withering and fading into nothing but dull-bland colors. but the Viridescent Venerer’s flower did not, it was just a white wild flower that used to cover the earth. and it has not withered one bit, and still gives off an exquisite fragrance you noticed as the times you ran by it... and well of course noticed it as the scent was what you usually smelled since you had one as part of your outfit. 《

→ Asahi had always pointed out the flower on your outfit, the “In Remembrance of Viridescent Fields“ is what the books would title it, but in short you just called it the Viridescent Venerer flower or just... Viridescent for Asahi’s sake.

→ he had always complimented on how it looked beautiful and pretty, especially when his beloved boyfriend is wearing it.

→ as days of works and floors of the Spiral Abyss, you managed to find a new piece of the Viridescent to use. unlike discarding the one you currently you had, you had an idea that came into mind, finding you sliding the newer artifact into your bag before leaving off to home. a smile brought onto your face.

→ now cuddling in each others presence, you both chatted about your days. already cleaned yourself up from your days works. hand in hand with soft laughter erupting from both of you, before it died off into comfortable silence.

→ “Azumane, love?” you simply called out, knowing you caught his attention instantly as you felt movement from him. “You certainly like the flower on my fit.”

→ “Well it really is- pretty. Like knowing how regular and most flowers wilt and wither- That one hasn’t! An-And I believe its the same one you wore the day we met too-” he noted.

→ to only be surprised at his memory of these types of things, you laughed- making him startled and a bit embarrassed.

→ “You sure have quite the memory, to even remember that image? I’m impressed, so I assume... it has caught your eye since the start? Just like I was to your own vision~” you cooed, getting up from his grasps before disappearing pass a corner of a wall.

→ confusion expressed on Asahi’s face, sitting up from his position on the couch before his eyes caught the glimpse of the Viridescent in your hand.

→ sitting on the edge of the couch, you motioned the flower towards him, a gentle smile across your face.

→ “I would simply like you to have mine then, it is quite old- and worn from the times I’ve had it through my lifetime. But I think it’ll be a nice gift from me to you.”

→ hearing the words being slipped passed your mouth, he felt tears daring to fall from his eyes- Asahi did not know why. but imagining keeping the Viridescent you had for who knew how long-

→ it would be something he would cherish, something he wouldnt let go.

→ exchanging gentle kisses across your face in exchange, trying his best not to cry the joy. because it was so touching- so simple yet so poetic to give. he didn’t think he deserved one.

→ and from that afternoon, Asahi had kept it. he had kept it safe and sound, bringing it with him whenever you were never there. so he had something to calm him down in anxious moments. he had a memory of you in a flower that would never wither.

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tuliharja · 3 years ago

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Genshin Impact tag-game #2 The "un-like" version

Thank you so much for tagging me @callmeasyouwantidk!

1. Most un-liked character by design?

Yanfei, because her outfit reminds me from deck of cards' joker, yet she is such a serious character. I get that it's probably because the contrast between her personality and outfit, but somehow...it doesn't sit right with me.

2. Most un-liked character by story?

Reckless Pallad, Bennett's old friend and Tartaglia.

3. Most un-liked location in Teyvat so far?

Dragonspine

4. Most un-liked Katherine?

Neither

5. Most un-liked adepti?

None

6. Most un-liked Mondstadt character?

Reckless Pallad and Timaeus

7. Most un-liked Liyue character?

None doesn't come to my mind

8. Most un-liked ingredient?

Crabs, because those are very hard to catch.

9. Most un-liked dish?

Some harder dishes that need special ingredients.

10. Most un-liked flower?

Sweet flower

11. Most un-liked hilichurl?

Frostarm Lawachurl

12. Most un-liked elemental reaction?

Melt

13. Most un-liked kind of weapon?

Bow, since I'm bad archer.

14. Most un-liked fatui enemy?

Tartaglia

15. Most un-liked Abyss Mage?

Cryo

Tagging: @amyrallis, @avokkun, @blamedorange, @joutei and anyone else who wants to do this!

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tavvattales · 4 years ago

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hihi! it’s the anon who requested bennett, xiao and childe overhearing you sing to yourself the other day! i was playing genshin before and an idea for a request popped into my mind SHFJNS. could you write bennett playing with or braiding your hair after a long, stressful day? <3 ty!

Omgomgomg hihihihi. I'm sooo sorry, love. I know this took me forever to write. I had a massive writer's block and couldn't think of anything to write as of late 😰 Thank you sooo much for this cute request. I love Bennett sooooo much. I really hope you like this 🥰😊 and I really appreciate your patience.

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GENSHIN IMPACT Character x gn reader fluff stories~♡♡

Scenario: Bennett playing with your hair after a long, stressful day

Characters: Bennett

Pairings: Bennett x long haired gn reader

Warnings: None

Click down below for some cutesy fluff~♡♡

Bennett:

● He's always trying to do things the right way with you, even though his bad luck gets in the way at times. You always remind him that his bad luck has nothing to do with him and that you guys are always in the wrong place at the wrong time. His bad luck is not his fault, you say to him. He still pulls through with the cutest appreciations of love. He'll always go out of his way to try and find you the rarest treasure, or plan really cute dates. . .even though they almost always fail. You still love and appreciate him so much.

Usually when you're out doing your own commissions you almost never have much trouble. Today seemed to be different, however. For some reason all the commissions you had lined up today were all emergency sightings. You'd normally have Bennett with you, but he had other plans to take care of today. You panted heavily, sweat trickling down your temples and your sword at the ready. The giant ruin guard in front of you was tougher than the ones you dealt with in the past.

Frustrated, you clicked your tongue to the roof of your mouth as you charged forward, your sword clashing with the giant mechanical beast. With all your strength you lunged upwards with force, striking the ruin guard in its weak spot. It struggled to stand, but not before its massive arms struck you out of the way as it fell. You felt the air escape your lungs as you were flung out of the way.

You hit the ground tumbling before rolling to an abrupt stop, "Ugh. . Well that didn't go as planned," You gasp, as the air fills your lungs back up. Each breath stinging your chest, you knew for a fact you were walking away from this fight with lots of bruises. You lay on the ground for a few minutes, catching your breath and calming your pounding heart. Thankfully that was the last of your commissions for the day.

Finally standing up shakily, you brush off the dirt that clad to your clothes. Bennett would be worried if you didn't head home soon, so with your chin held high you head back to Mondstadt. You were sore, frustrated, but most of all you really just wanted to be in the comfort of Bennett's warm embrace. Determined, you quickly made your way back to your home.

Little did you know, Bennett's plans today were gathering all of your favorite items for you to come home to. He had somehow gained good luck even finding all these items. He smiled to himself as he prepared a vase of windwheel asters, "I can't believe my luck today! Y/N is going to love this," He grinned proudly at himself, admiring his handiwork. He placed the vase of flowers in the middle of the table which was adorned with a lavish feast Bennett picked up from Good Hunter, including all of your favorites.

Hearing the front door unlatch, Bennett quickly rushed over to the front door to greet you with open arms. Immediately you pushed yourself into him, arms wrapping around his neck as you nuzzled into him, breathing in his scent, "Today was such a long day. I missed you, Benny," you murmured, not wanting to let him go just yet.

He squeezed you gently, placing a small kiss to your forehead, "I missed you too, my Sweet Flower," His voice was so soft as he brushed a strand of your h/c hair behind your ear, his glimmering emerald eyes gazing into yours causing your cheeks to grow red, "I can get a bath ready for you and then we can have dinner. You can tell me all about what happened today, okay?" He smiled at you and you returned it with a nod and a smile of your own.

With your hand in his he led you to the bathroom, preparing a clean towel and clothes for you before turning his attention to the bath. Carefully using his pyro vision Bennett quickly tended to the bath water, heating it to just the perfect temperature. You were surprised to say the least, usually when he tried to do things like this they don't go as planned, "That should just about do it. Relax for a little bit, you deserve it Y/N" he said gently.

"T-thank you, Benny. . .this has been so nice. Especially with what happened today. I really needed this." You smile widely at him, your eyes full of love and appreciation for the man before you.

"Putting a smile on your face is what I always want to do," his tone of voice stayed soft as a pink blush dusted his face, "A-anyways. . I'll let you bathe before the water gets cold, " He continued, hurrying out of the bathroom. You couldn't help but stifle a small giggle. You loved how romantic he could be, but he always got so shy afterwards.

You quickly undressed and untied your long hair from its ponytail. Your h/c locks draping gracefully across your body and down your back. Carefully getting into the tub, you let yourself ease in, completely emerging yourself into the warm water. You scrub away your soreness and dirt, cleaning away at your skin. Your mind trailed off to Bennett and how kind he's always been to you. How much he makes you happy. . .and how lucky you are to have found someone like him. You give both your cheeks a gentle slap with both your hands because you felt your cheeks getting hot.

Finishing up in the tub, you dry off and get dressed, only now realizing how famished you are after the events of today. As you open up the bathroom door you were met with a tantalizing smell of sticky honey roast. It was one of your favorite dishes to get at Good Hunter and you could feel your mouth salivating. Swallowing hard you quickly made your way to the kitchen.

Your eyes grew wide, "Oh my Archons, Benny! You did all this for me?" Bennett glanced up from the sound of your voice and he smiled sheepishly at you.

Before he had the chance to respond you rushed up to him and pulled him into a warm embrace, crashing your lips against his. He gratefully accepted, kissing you back, loving the way your lips taste. How was he so lucky today, he thought to himself, pulling you even closer to him.

Breaking away from him, you both catch your breath from the passionate kiss you both shared, both of your hot breaths tickling each others noses. You press your forehead against his as the two of you share a small laugh, "It's the least I could do for you. . ." Bennett finally manages to say, kissing you again softly before pulling away, sitting you down on one of the chairs.

"But you already do so much for me. . .thank you. I-I love you. . ." You blush furiously as you say your confession, even though you've told him many times before.

"I love you too, Sweet Flower. . ." He replied, kissing the top of your head, before brushing his fingers through your long locks. You hide your blush with your hands, leaning back into his gentle touch. Bennett gently pulled a strand to his lips, kissing it before going back to playing with your hair, "Why don't you tell me about your day?"

You recounted the long day you had to him, but he washed all your stress away with each soft brush of your hair. You hoped this moment would never end.

Bennett x long haired gn reader END

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closer-stars · 3 years ago

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Heart of Depth (1)

Member: Yeosang Genre: Action, Slice of Life, Fantasy, Fluff Word Count: 8.8k (nice) Requested: I g u ess so,,, Content: Yeosang’s rich but he’s tired but wait there’s More. Genshin Impact AU/Inspired-- I say inspired bec this is more modern than where Genshin is currently set. Food mention. Allusions to death. (there will be fighting in future parts) Note: Hi so... uh,,, this is actually a Months old request that happened at the height of some personal,,, things,,,, so I may have forgotten One aspect of the request and got carried away. i am so Sorry. There’s gonna be fluff eventually. If you would like to be tagged for this, please do tell me~ Thank you also to my beta readers! Also Yes i changed the title to something else, I think this just Fits better. Network: @ateezlovenet Tag List: @barsformars @miniyeo @jeongyunhoed @yeekies @yeotlny @frankenstein852 @shinyddeonghwa @prodbyteez @yeochikin @yeocult

How long has it been since he has mingled with humans? He’s not sure. He’s not quite sure either of how old he is. Sapphire eyes gaze at the scenery from where he stands. Over north, he remembers a battle that has left thousands scarred in years to come, honored and remembered rightfully in generations to come. To the east, he remembers the betrayal of his dear friend for power, how difficult it was to wash away the blood from his hands. It was more difficult to wash away the nightmares. In the west, he can still picture a palace being built, only to be ruined once more by opposing forces who saw potential in his land, how he raised so much chaos to bring order back. Southwards, he remembers his lover, their lively eyes dimming with a promise of seeing them soon. It’s been too long since that promise and not once has he seen them. The memory causes him to fiddle with the pendant hidden beneath his shirt. He tries not to play that memory in his head once more as it would only causehim more pain than necessary.

He’s seen the world decay and grow. He sees the mountain of which he created eons back to tame a beast that once ravaged the lands. Fortunately, the beast is no more, the area has become a place for people to relax and unwind from the stressors of present day life. He wonders how humans have come this far, little by little gaining independence from a god that led them to safety. The need for a god is ending soon as it is only a matter of time before he passes on the powers to someone else. All his friends have retreated away from their responsibilities, handing the job to those who can continue it for them. He’s the only one from the original seven that is left.

He wonders: do these people still need a god?

This was a question better left for another day, for today is a full day of routined duties.

He returns to his living space, spacious but empty. What else can an immortal put into their home without giving away their age? Even if humans can barely understand the concept of immortality, priceless antiques can make him a target of many, so he tries to live simply. He of all people should know that.

Alas, the key word here is: tries.

The furniture around his abode are not of cheap quality, but one of longevity, not that his wallet hurts at the price. His clothes are not from everyday brands either, while he does not look down those whose options are limited by currency, his preferences for clothes can make one mistake him to be a regular of luxury brand releases. His palate though was another thing entirely. He misses the food of the past, while there are some areas that have kept the practice to produce the meals he misses alive, the process to acquire them is tedious.

What he wants, he can get with ease. All except someone. The empty feeling in his living space has not changed since his lover’s passing. Since then, he’s never taken an interest in anyone else, holding onto their promise of seeing each other soon. Whenever that will be. He’s gotten used to living on his own but he does not like it. Watching humans below him move at such a pace exhausts him, they live longer than the humans he remembers, but still move as if their lives are shorter.

Ironic really.

The sky is a beautiful purple once he’s near his home and rather than cooking something, he opts for take-out. Somewhere along the way of his existence, he eventually has settled for what humans now eat and as a result, he has a small soft spot for fried chicken. He misses seeing the stars though, how they remind him of them and the way they’ve created them to be what they are now.

Each one carries someone’s destiny. Maybe he should’ve asked them where his star is.

He buys himself a hearty serving of fried chicken with the various dips to eat for the night. He waits outside of the franchise, watching people come and go, hurrying to bury themselves in the comfort of their own homes. With the years of life on him, he finds no reason to hurry. It doesn’t take too long for the staff to hand his chicken to him, bidding him goodbye as they cater to the next customer. At least he didn’t forget his wallet today.

Yeosang has been a creature of habit, always wanting to do certain things in a certain order every day. But something about today makes him want to break the sense of familiarity, no harm in it he assumes. He’s been the only god in this region thus far, save for a few other creatures that roam the roads to protect the humans from unexplainable happenings. He spots the new coffee shop down the corner, it’s clear that they’re fairly new. He didn’t have anything waiting at home, he could spare them a visit to support their budding endeavors.

He enters the empty shop, and already he’s greeted by a light wind chime tinkling as he closes the door, along with a few pastries on display. There were a few flowers sprinkled about in the premises as well.

“Welcome!”

A bright voice catches his attention and it takes him a few moments to tear his gaze from the curious confectionery treats to shift his attention to the person behind the counter. Something in his chest drops at the sight of you. There’s something about you that stirs a feeling in him and he’s stunned. It’s been awhile since he’s seen eyes that remind him of wine: brewed carefully, poised and intense.

His gaze on you is unmoving, and it causes you to shift on your feet. You clear your throat to have him snap out of his daze. “Sir? Would you like to order something?” You’re worried your first customer is a creep and you’d have to install more security measures in your shop. A small part of you hopes it’s just the first day exhaustion getting the better of you because there’s no logical explanation as to why this man’s eyes seem to glow. He doesn’t answer again and you speak up a little louder this time.

“Sir? Would you like to order?”

Your question brings him back to reality and he blinks for a few moments. He’s not on a hill. He’s in a coffee shop, being eyed with confusion by you. He clears his throat and straightens his back. “Apologies for the lapse in attention, what do you recommend?” He asks carefully, eyeing the sweets and the menu that displays various coffees and tea. Truthfully, he would’ve gone for his black tea but what’s the point when he wants to know more of what your shop creates and gives?

You glance at your menu then at him. “Are you into sweets? If you are, I recommend the iced dark mocha and the caramel macaron. If not, then the Moroccan mint tea latte and the vanilla macaron.” Truthfully, you pegged him as someone who didn’t have a sweet tooth but looks have always been deceiving haven’t they? You watch the man take your options into deep thought as you stand there, waiting for his decision. Should you have described your products? Do they not sound good? Is it too limiting? “I can also rec--”

“I’ll take the mint tea latte and the vanilla macaron.” He says, fishing out his wallet for the second time. Without another word, you ring his order and ask for him to wait for a few moments for you to prepare his order. He takes a seat nearby as he observes the interiors of the new shop. It’s simple, quaint, comfortable, things that remind one of home after a long day.

You approach his table with the prepared latte and macaron in a small bag for him to carry on the way home. “Here are your orders, Sir.” Your voice brings him out of his musings. The smell of mint laced with the subtle sweetness of vanilla greets him as he returns to reality.

“Please just call me Yeosang.” He tells you as he stands up, ready to return home. His eyes still bear a heavy weight as he looks at you intently. The request catches you off guard, but you nod regardless. You watch him leave the premises, leaving you alone with the wind chimes tinkling in his wake. Your eyes follow his figure until he’s out of your sight, walking to wherever you assume he’d live. A strange man indeed but at least you had a customer for today. It’s a slow start but it is a start. It would take a while before you can close for the day but no matter, you can clean up whatever must be cleaned until the next customer comes in.

On the other hand, Yeosang has taken a few sips of the latte, somehow attracted to the subtle creamy texture with the comforting sharpness mint carries. He never had a liking for over sweetened tea with cream, the recent rise of milk tea has left him confused with the palate of humans but this tea fits his taste. He wonders if he can recreate this in the coming days, for now, he wants to be in his home eating his chicken.

His thoughts return to you, wondering who you are really. Someone that reminds him of years past, before the world is what it is now. For now, he focuses on what’s in front of him: fried chicken, tea latte, and a macaron. Perhaps he’ll drop by your shop again in the days to come.

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Maybe it’s a good thing that you don’t have many customers today because your best friend has decided to enter the establishment. “What’s my favorite human doing?” He asks in the most obnoxious way. The volume startles you out of your daydreams and it’s a good thing you had quick reflexes, otherwise you would’ve dropped your glasses.

“Have you ever heard of an indoor voice, Wooyoung?” You chide, with a wiggle of your finger you conjure a small wisp of icy air against the exposed skin of his ankle. This causes him to yelp in fear, thinking it was an insect. Fortunately, it was just your antics.

He complains after hearing your snickering. “You know I don’t like insects!” He whines as he sauntered over to the counter. He thought you would’ve kept the pearl back home but he guesses the first day jitters made you want the reassurance of the pearl.

You lean against your elbows as he eyes your menu with utmost curiosity. “Can I help you?” His complaints don’t faze you, if anything it makes you want to annoy him more.

“Can’t I worry over my best friend? It is their first day of their new job!” It’s so hard to stay angry at a guy who just knows he’s charming and well intentioned. Also, you’ve known this guy since you were children.

So you sigh, conceding to his wishes, “It’s a slow day, Wooyoung. I’m actually surprised I got this shop to become a reality. I think you’re my third customer-- speaking of which, what would you like to order?”

“Do I get a discount?”

“Do I think you should get a cup full of ice poured down your shirt?”

He pouts at your retort. “Are you at least going to let me buy the strawberry cake?”

“Do you want coffee with that?” You ask as you start ringing up his order.

“Iced americano please?” There was no need to add syrup into his order if he uses that tone again. Maybe that’s the perk of having your best friend taste test all your creations, he just knows what to order and it’s clear that he loves your strawberry cake.

He decides to stay in your shop until closing. There’s really no reason for him to head home when the two of you are sharing an apartment to ease the burden on your respective wallets. Living on your own is expensive. The remaining hours of the shop go by with Wooyoung telling you about his day and his shift at a dance studio. It’s still a little hard to function after the new sickness has ended but life has to keep moving. You fill him in on the new face you saw today, an interesting man, well kept with what looked like high quality clothes, yet the stark contrast of the fried chicken he held was a nice twist you admit. You don’t mention the glowing eyes otherwise Wooyoung would chalk it up to you and your affinity for anything creepy late at night.

“You just met this guy and you’re already gushing about him. This is why I told you to download that dating app already.”

“Shut up, Wooyoung, I’m not into him like that. Even if they do an event to boost their sales, I’m not downloading an app just for the sake of dating!” You return with a whine. Eyes shift from the annoying man lounging on the stool across you, to the clock hanging on the wall. Time to clean up and close for the day. “Move your butt, Wooyoung. I have to clean up the place before I close for the day.” Bless his soul though, for he helps you clean up and take out the trash.

The distance from home isn’t too far, but it isn’t too near either. A few stops away using the train and it doesn’t hurt the wallet for the most part.

Really this spot is a dream come true for you.

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‘Leave! Take my people with you!’

‘Don’t be foolish! You can’t fight them alone!’

A harsh shove puts him out of harm’s way. The last thing he sees is the confident smile shining against the heavy downpour.

He awakens with a jolt. Eyes glowing brightly only to dim to brown orbs as he tries to regain his bearings, above him is a cream colored ceiling, not the stormy skies that pelt against his window. It’s been thousands of years but the burden still presents itself on his shoulders. Yeosang sits up, brushing his hair up and out of his vision. On his bedside stands an amulet, sewn into it were the visuals of a rare white flower. Never had he found someone to give this too, for the sake of safekeeping. Choi San was considered but he thought better, his lifestyle would have left the amulet in a concerning state. For now, it will stay on his bedside.

Another day of business meetings.

Another day of wanting something.

See, while Yeosang found comfort in the luxury of his home and in routine, it still felt stifling. Being a god isn’t as glamorous as modern pop culture makes it out to be. He wonders who gave these humans the idea that being immortal, being powerful would be something good. Perhaps the Order’s influence was a lot stronger than what the Archons had assumed. Though he could ask for help in changing such perception, it is out of his power and field to be able to do such. That is a thought for another day, for today, he has to deal with finding a suitable middle ground of a contract with clients from another country.

Now, he could just change his top into something presentable and leave his bottoms as just his pajamas as it is through video call but he prefers to be presentable from head to toe. He’s seen enough slip ups from his peers to consider just changing top up.

Maybe if the weather eases up later in the day, he could give your shop a visit.

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You nearly jump out of your bed when Wooyoung bursts in, saying that it’s time to start the day. Who gave Wooyoung the right to make his yelling your alarm clock? You make a mental note to annoy him later on. First thing on the to-do list is to get out of bed which admittedly takes longer than expected.

Once you leave your room, you’re greeted by the smell of something cooking. In this friendship, Wooyoung’s in charge of cooking, while you were in charge of baking. Heavens forbid that the two of you don’t eat well. He was also in charge of you staying physically active thanks to his antics. While you had the Cryo vision, he had Electro. Any ‘static’ that you feel from him was admittedly him just wanting to annoy you.

“How are you so awake this early?” It’s 7AM. You open your shop at 10AM. He on the other hand, his work starts at 2PM today and ends at midnight. If anything, you should be the early bird, while he is the night owl.

“Because between the two of us, i’m easier to wake up. Now go eat before it gets cold!” He chides you gently as he continues to wash up the pans. You glance at the meal set on the table, he made all of these? All these side dishes and meat?

“What time did you wake up?”

“5:30?”

“Jung Wooyoung, what the-- I could’ve just grabbed something from the lady down the street.” You could also make yourself a cup of coffee in your own shop, it’s your own money anyways.

“Relax! I can catch up on sleep before my work starts and mind you, it’s raining so it’s better to get to your shop and be able to dry up before any customer enters. Don’t forget, I packed you some lunch because we all know you’d forget to grab food on the way”

At the mention of rain, you notice the downpour outside. That probably explains the humidity lately. Time for a change of plans on what to wear today, at least your boots could take on the rain and still make you look good. Your bottom lip juts out as you watch the rain but you decide to change your attention to the food in front of you. Heavens forbid that you don’t eat what Wooyoung makes for you, otherwise you would go back to take out and instant food for a good week. Once finished, you’re about to wash the dishes when Wooyoung shoos you off. “Go, you know how the station can be with this weather.” You don’t force it, so you leave your plate by the sink and go and get ready.

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You arrive outside your shop, unlocking the door while balancing the umbrella on your shoulder. Once you were inside, you let out a sigh of relief. The dry air inside provides you comfort from the humidity outside. The rain isn’t as hard as it was in the morning but it was still a challenge to walk through people who were damp from the downpour. With the current weather, you didn’t need to water your plants too much so that’s one thing off the list.

You get started on cleaning and setting everything up for the day. Now you weren’t sure if you’d get more customers today but it was better to be safe than sorry. Not long after you cleaned up the place, someone enters the shop. “Hello and welcome!” You greet them warmly from behind the counter. The first thing you notice is his sharp feline features, softened only by his curiosity for the pastries on display. You watch him carefully, wondering if he’ll stay and order something or leave shortly. After all, it is a little too early for sweets, though if that was what he prefers then you shall provide. The mysterious man leans a little closer to the display rack, eyeing the various treats you’re selling. You note the odd streaks of white on his slicked hair, surely this place has their own share of memorable fashion. Maybe in the future you could do something similar to your own hair, you’ve been wanting some sort of a change after all.

“How much for the smallest cake?”

There were various voices that you expected to come out of his mouth, his gentle manner of speaking was not one of them. You look at the cake he’s pointing at. Guess he has an eye for the finer things. “Twelve thousand won, sir..” You return a little flustered by his mannerism.

“Can I ask what’s in it?”

You stand up a little straighter, hoping to make your first sale for the day. “Dark chocolate and milk. There’s dark chocolate mousse in between the layers as well.” To be honest, this is your favorite creation, not too bitter, not too sweet, still perfectly smooth in your mouth. Well, it wasn’t easy to get all the ingredients for it either. He straightens up and looks at his watch. As he looks at the time, you take note of what he’s wearing: are there really people that have expensive taste that live in this side of the city? His bomber jacket alone looks more expensive that your entire outfit. There’s something about how he carries himself that tells you to stay on his good side, no matter how pleasant he presents himself to you.

“I’ll come back later today to buy it.” He states and a small part of you deflates. You don’t want to hope too much on his words, people often do choose niceties rather than honesty. His tone leaves no room for you to guess if it was politeness or a genuine promise so you just nod.

“We’re open until 10 PM, Sir.” You inform him. A part of you doesn’t believe his words but for the sake of making money, you let him know.

“I promise, I’ll come back later.” He eyes your display again, as if trying not to forget your products then at your face. There’s something in his eyes that you can’t recognize but you let it be. Being a regular folk makes everyone look the same but once you’re out here selling things, you end up noticing all the small details. Maybe it’s just in the first few days.

His effort to reassure you makes you chuckle softly. Maybe he does mean it, with that you nod. “I’ll take your word for it, Sir. Have a nice day.” You can only assume that he flashes a smile from how his eyes curve as he bids you goodbye. When he turns his back to you is when you see a teal orb hanging on his waist. Another Vision holder. Maybe you should take the chance to explore the area one of these days. It’s been a while since you met other Vision holders besides Wooyoung and some of his fellow dancers.

It’s the silence that follows once he leaves that makes you wish you had some sort of pet or companion in this shop. But that will be a thought for another day, for now, you busy yourself with your own phone. You couldn’t really message Wooyoung at this hour anymore, you know he’s back in bed catching up on sleep before his shift. Hours pass and you end up busying yourself with a book you found online. It becomes a deep dive at that point, the only time you had to put your phone down is when a customer comes in for a drink and even then making their orders doesn’t take too long.

Your reading takes you to worlds past; how people preserved their memories beyond just the word of mouth and writings. The art that accompanied their memories was a reason as to why certain practices are still being done until present. Through faded colors, the preservations to keep them still visible and intact have brought you to beyond just the materials and methods of the past. It has brought you to the vivid awareness of a working society that had dwindled down then revived to become the society you now live in.

By the time you snap yourself back to reality, it’s already 3PM. You forgot to eat your lunch. You look outside and the streets weren’t that cramped yet. It won’t be until two hours later when rush hour begins. Wooyoung was right once more, you decided to just eat towards the back. Making sure that people still know that there’s someone inside the shop while still having the comfort of privacy to eat.

The windchimes ring again, making you cover your food immediately and rush over to the counter. “Hello and welcome!” You say, out of habit.

“Hello again!” The same guy from earlier has returned. This time with Yeosang. It takes a moment for you to get over your surprise, not expecting the two of them to know each other. Really, what were the odds?

Yeosang too looks at you with wide eyes, piercing and unmoving, but it’s the soft curve of his lips that dampens the intensity of his gaze. Only you were not aware of the turmoil inside the other’s body. San was all too aware of it but he says nothing.

“Hello! Have you decided what to buy?” You ask, tone carrying careful gentleness as you try to keep your gaze on the man with the white streak.

“Yup! The dark chocolate cake from earlier and two vanilla tea lattes please!” You didn’t really expect this sharp eyed man to carry such a bright tone in his voice.

You take the chance to glance over at Yeosang. He clearly looked a little embarrassed to be trapped in his peer’s hold. A small smile warms your features, a little amused to see someone who gave you the impression of being so composed turn a little red. “Sure thing, that’s 16,000 won.” You state, ringing up their orders. “To go or dine in?”

“Would dine in be fine?” Yeosang’s friend asks.

“Perfectly fine.”

“Then dine in please.”

You direct them to sit anywhere as they wait for their orders. The two leave you to it, and once you are out of earshot Yeosang breathes out in relief. “Choi San, you are blessed that I can’t throw you out to sea right now.” He hisses, though without any malice.

“I can see why you’re affected though, heh.” San snickers, his eyes flickering towards your general direction. He’s unfazed by Yeosang’s eyes glowing into an intense blue. It’s an empty threat, they’ve been through worse and a human reminding them of a dear presence won’t hurt him. “They do have similar energies, and an affinity for plants.” San notes, gesturing to the presence of flowers in your shop. “Especially that one in particular.” He adds. Should he feel alarmed?

You quickly serve their orders, leaving them alone as you try to finish your meal quickly before the smell disturbs them. It’s not too long until you finish your meal, a major factor being that you weren’t reading as you ate.

You stay behind the counter for the rest of their stay, making sure to stay out of their earshot,as you continue your reading to pass the time as it is only them who have decided to stay in your shop.

“So you’re saying, the human behind the counter, reminds you of them?”

Yeosang sighs at the inquiry, he should’ve expected the disbelief. It’s been thousands of years since his lover had made their return to this world since their passing. The edge of the cup grazes the bottom of Yeosang’s lips as he thinks. “Yes, I don’t quite understand why or how, but if my nightmares have returned then that must be something.” Truly, when it comes to his dear lover, his logic tends to be thrown out the window. Not entirely, at least. At the mention of night terrors, his companion raises an eyebrow in surprise. “San, take my word at least at the mere fact that my night terrors have returned.”

San’s features fall slightly at Yeosang’s unwillingness to discuss his nightmares. It’s a reasonable move, they can never tell when the walls listen. “Can we at least talk about this at your place? I remember you clearly choosing that building for their refusal to be affiliated with any organization.”

“Very well. Once we have finished our meal here, we can return.”

It’s not until you hear his friend thank you for the food and coffee for the second time that you realize you’ve been in too deep into the reading material. The sight of you trying to regain your surroundings as you blink away the words swimming about in your vision makes Yeosang’s friend chuckle lightly. Yeosang on the other hand eyes you closely.

“San, can you wait for me outside? I won’t take too long.”

So that’s his name. You glance at the male who shoots you a bright smile as he leaves the premises, he eventually stays near the door. Once he’s out of ear shot, Yeosang clears his throat to get your attention again.

“Are you alright? You seem rather dazed. '' Yeosang asks. There’s something in his tone that you couldn’t quite tell if it was concern or not.

Dazed might be an understatement. “Yes I’m fine, I just got too into what I was reading..” You explain a little shyly as you try to regain your bearings. You can still see some words in your vision, it takes a few more blinking for them to melt from your sight.

He smiles a little at your reaction. “If it’s not too much to ask, what were you reading about? Surely, it must have been an interesting topic?”

You glance at your phone, unsure of how to describe what you had been reading. “It was uh, art history.” This piques his interest, something in his eyes sparkles and it takes a bit of your self control to not chuckle at the obvious enthusiasm.

“Is that so? Perhaps I can take some of your time in the future so that we can talk about art?”

Was he asking you out? You stare at him in disbelief. The question is still trying to sink in.

If you weren’t who he thinks you are, a friend would be good enough for him.

“Of course, if you aren’t interested I won’t take any offense in it.” He follows up upon your silence. He worries if he was a little too forward with such a question.

“No!” You speak up, surprised by the force in your own voice. “I mean, no… as in, no it’s not that I’m not interested, it’s just, I don’t know you besides your name.”

You have every right to be wary, he thinks. The current era has birthed plenty of amorality. Even if one seemed harmless, it might be too late when the realization of its true power sets in. His hand comes up to his chin in thought. He genuinely wants your trust, besides his earnest wish of you being his past lover, your interest in something he likes could lead to the two of you being friends. “Would it be alright if I become a regular in your shop though?”

The question takes you by surprise because in usual circumstances, the customer becoming a regular is a gradual unspoken promise. Maybe it was for your own safety too as his initial question could be understood with some malice. Something in you tells you that you’re safe with him. At that thought, you smile warmly. “I wouldn’t mind. It will take a while before I memorize your order though.” Also, you needed to make money.

“Good things take time.”

His words make you laugh lightly. “You should get going, your friend has been waiting for you for quite some time now.” You remind him gently as you tip your head at San’s general direction. He’s already pouting, clearly impatient.

Yeosang’s cheeks glow in embarrassment for letting his friend wait. “Very well, I’ll see you tomorrow then…?” He trails off, unsure of how to address you. You catch on to the gap and offer him a nickname.

Yeosang repeats after you thoughtfully, and his eyes warm up when he fixes his gaze to you. “I shall get going then.”

You watch him leave the shop, greeted by a relieved San by the doorway. The two of them bid you goodbye, and you watch them walk off until you couldn’t see them anymore.

What an odd day, you thought to yourself. At least you had something to look forward to each day now.

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“What do you think?” San asks by the door of his apartment.

“It may or may not be them.” Yeosang admits. They were always a sensitive topic for him. “Regardless, should it not be them, a human friend might do me some good in this worn world.”

His wording reminds San of his other plan and it makes his heart drop slightly. “You’re really considering it?”

A heavy sigh slips from Yeosang’s lips but he nods. “I’m far too old, San. Someone needs to take over soon as much as I would like it to be you, you have your own responsibilities in this world that only you can fulfill.”

The conversation takes a heavy turn that San wasn’t ready for that he had it turn back to you. “Did you ever get their name? What did you talk about?”

Yeosang updates the male in your lengthy conversation. San notices the small smile on his friend’s features. “...By tomorrow, I’ll be back in their shop, roughly the same time.”

“Yeosang, the both of us know that it isn’t roughly the same time, you’ll be there on the dot. What’s going to happen if you get tired of the same drink huh?”

“I will try their other products.”

“You’re going to spend so much money over them, Yeosang.”

“If it means building a genuine connection then it’s a small price to pay.”

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It becomes a thing that you wait for everyday now; him coming by your coffee shop at this exact time everyday. Every 5PM you start to await his arrival. At this point, you already know his order by heart: vanilla tea latte with two pieces of dark chocolate macarons. Sometimes, if the two of you were lucky, he stays with you beyond closing time and by then, you could offer to taste test some of your possible new products.

Today is a lucky day for the two of you. It’s nearing closing time and you’ve told some of your customers that you would be closing up soon, to give them enough time to wrap up and go. Enough time as well for you to clean up everything and if time permits, for Yeosang to taste test some of your creations. You walk up to Yeosang’s table. “Excuse me, Sir? We’re closing in an hour.” You state as professionally friendly as you can-- if that was even possible.

The male looks up from his book to be greeted by your features and your weak attempt to keep yourself from smiling. He slips the bookmark in between his reading, and from your view point, it looked like a reading on a certain era of history. You don’t get enough time to look at it better as he closes the book gently. “Shall I leave the premises, dear?” He entertains you for a moment, flashing a soft smile once you chuckle softly at his efforts.

“You can, but that would also mean you won’t be able to taste something I’ve been trying out lately.” Something in his eyes flashes with curiosity and excitement. It honestly reminds you of a cat that’s staring at their favorite toy.

“Then I shall stay and keep you company.” He returns. By now, the rest of the customers have left. You change the sign to only accepting take out orders for the last hour. “Do you need my assistance?” He offers, looking around the usually spotless place. There were some used plates along with a few mugs that should be washed on some tables, along with the trash. He wonders how you manage to do all of this by yourself. When he approaches the counter, he sees you already cleaning the coffee machines first. He calls your nickname again, and this time you manage to shift your attention to the male standing by the counter.

“Yes?”

“Would you like some assistance?” He reiterates, waiting for your response.

You look around the place and you spot the used plates and mugs. “Can you get those for me,please? Just put them by the sink. I’ll wash them.” As soon as he nods and gets to work, you busy yourself again with the coffee machines, making sure everything was spotless before getting yourself to wash everything. It takes a few trips from the man himself to get everything stacked neatly near the sink.

“Anything else, dear?”

At this point, you’ve gotten used to Yeosang calling you dear. There was a certain sweetness to how he calls your nickname as well, reminding you of hot tea sweetened slightly by honey. “Just keep me company, and tell me about your day.” You return, pulling him a seat as you start to wash everything.

He accepts your offer, sitting down across you as he tells you about his day. For him, it was not anything extraordinary: meetings within the morning, visitations within the afternoon, up until the time of him being able to spend the last few hours of the day here with you. But you didn’t let him off that easy, you wanted to know more about this man who decided to befriend you. He entertains your questions with ease.

“So you’re telling me, you’re part of a board of directors of a museum?” You’ve always wanted to work in one but life had other plans for you. You were thankful your coffee shop was picking up with the people that you were slowly having more than enough money to keep you and Wooyoung above water. Maybe when you manage to make more money, you could buy some simple art works to hang around your shop.

“That is correct. Are you interested in them?” He asks, head tilting to the side as he watches you dry all the plates and mugs before keeping them. While you busy yourself with keeping everything in order, he picks up his book. His fingers fly across the pages, looking for something.

“I am.” You turn on your heels, drying your hands before pulling a small cake out of the refrigerator. “Always loved going to museums when I had the time. Anything related to art and its history, I loved it.”

He sees the small container, wondering if this is the cake you wanted him to try. “Is this the one you want me to try?” His inquiry is affirmed by your nod.

“I tried a little something with this one, lavender and blueberry cake. It’s not really something you hear or see on the usual…” You had to admit it was a risk, too much lavender and it risks being potpourri. For you, the amount you put into creating this was just right, but you had to get a third opinion as well. You weren’t selling food for your own taste after all. You ready a glass of water as well, should Yeosang need to wash out any undesired taste. Yeosang’s eyes don’t seem to have any apprehension to your cake. True, it looks a little plain but he does understand the need to not waste on design when the material itself still isn’t of the desired outcome. He takes a small bite out of your cake, just as curious as you are, and if anything he trusts your skills that it wouldn’t be a poor result.

All of a sudden, his eyes light up and he raises a thumbs up to your cake. “This is actually lovely. Lavender’s subtle, the blueberry adds the sweetness and the cake isn’t too dense and moist. It’s lovely. Can I bring an additional slice home?” There’s a bit of icing that’s left on the corner of his mouth.

“Y-yeosang, you got a little bit of icing on your mouth..” You say, too focused on the pale purple cream. You watch him flounder about trying to rid of it with his finger, only to fail. At his failed attempts, you laugh softly. “Let me do it for you.” You grab a piece of tissue, and when you shift your attention to him, he’s finally wiped some of the cream off. It’s a bit endearing to see a man so well poised look rather lost and a little frustrated over something as small as icing. “Here.” You tip his chin up for him to stay put as you wipe it off successfully.

Yeosang feels his heart nearly jump out of his throat at the proximity, especially at your gaze. It’s only when you let go of his chin that he feels himself breathing again. From then on, he ate carefully and slowly. It’s not that he didn’t want that type of closeness.

While he finishes what’s left of the cake, you pack up the rest of the cake you had offered into a small box. “Keep the rest of it.” You state and Yeosang suddenly perks up in surprise at such offer. “I can recreate the cake anyways, I had Wooyoung taste the first half, so we still have some back home.” You explain.

Who was he to say no? So, he flashes you a smile, one filled with utmost thanks and gratitude. “Thank you, I’ll try to make sure that San gets a taste of this as well.” He returns.

He asks you where you live, not for personal wants but out of concern for your safety. It’s late into the night by the time the two of you left the shop and to walk on your own was surely a dangerous thing to do. From how you’ve spent your time with him, you don’t see any malice in his questions. You reassure him that you don’t go home on your own, rather you wait for Wooyoung outside the dance studio. “Would it be alright if I accompanied you to where this Wooyoung is?”

The walk to the studio has you telling him who Wooyoung is. A best friend who was practically like a brother to you since you could remember. You weren’t quite ready to tell him just yet as to how the two of you became so close. That was left for a better time. You do tell him that both of you are Vision carriers, just like he is, only Wooyoung had the electro vision, while you a cryo vision. “I honestly thought he would get the pyro vision knowing how much he loves to dance but I guess life had other plans for him.” You admit with a bashful laugh. You mention his vision in passing, not out of rudeness but out of curiosity. A hydro vision, you can imagine just how driven and eccentric this man could be.

He doesn’t correct your assumption on him. He did carry an orb like object on him, just dangling around his waist was a deep blue orb, almost as if it carries the water from the deepest parts of the ocean. He wonders how you got your vision, cryo carriers always had a story to tell that are usually not for the faint of heart. Yet, he understands that there are boundaries one must not cross.

He climbs up the stairs with you, until he’s assured that you will be safe for the time being. “Stay safe on the way home.” He says, readying himself to leave once the studio’s staff have recognized you.

“How will I know if you’re safe as well?” You ask, pouting a little at the man you’ve come to appreciate. That was a good question, he paused for a moment, thinking of how he would be able to inform you of his safety. Your eyes brighten at an idea. “I can give you my number?” You offer.

It was a good thing the offer came from you because should it come from him and the altercations that carries would be too much to bear. He hands you his phone, somehow you weren’t surprised with the model. If he looked like he can buy the entire building your coffee shop stands on, the latest phone model would be nothing. Once you’re done putting in your number, he calls the number and true enough your phone rings. “Rest assured, I’ll be home safely.” He repeats. His gut wants to press a light kiss on your forehead but not now-- not in front of all these people, not when the two of you are still warming up. With that in thought, he decides to pat your head lightly as his goodbye.

“Who is that?” The man asks after handling the identification process for the students. Your eyes flit to the dancers waiting by the door, they’re probably waiting for the last class of the day.

“Hm?” You ask a little confused by the question until it dawned on you that Yunho, a friend of Wooyoung, was referring to the stranger who accompanied you. “Oh! Yeosang…” You trail off, unsure of how to define what the two of you had just yet. “I guess, he’s my friend.” You say after a moment. That sounds right, yeah the two of you have grown closer over the past few weeks. It seems to be correct to call him a friend at least.

“A friend huh?” He repeats with a waggle of his eyebrows, just to tease you.

You roll your eyes, playfully threatening to punch his arm. “Yes he is! Don’t get funny ideas, Yunho or else I’m not bringing cookies anymore.” You say much to his horror. The sight of his features dropping into a pout makes you coo.

As you wait for Wooyoung’s class to end, you and Yunho catch up on what has happened. The studio seemed to carry more vision carriers than you expected. It made sense though, a dance studio harbors people with various reasons that had kept them pushing in this form of art. Yunho was one of them, a pyro vision carrier. One way or another, a vision carrier manages to know a fighting style or handle a weapon. For Yunho, it was a longsword. Truthfully, you never have seen him handle it but you know for sure he’d be graceful with it.

You tell Yunho of how you met Yeosang, and admittedly he was an interesting guy with eyes that were so strong when caught in a situation he didn’t expect. Yunho then trades a story of how the studio was going to stay open a little later than usual-- it seemed that a big name had rented the studio after their dance class. It’s a good thing that he was a bit of a nocturnal so he’s going to stay while the studio’s being used.

“How are you going to stay awake on your own?” You ask, aghast by the idea of staying up that late.

“No worries. We have coffee in the office so I can make myself a cup. Also Wooyoung gave us some of your white chocolate cookies that were scratch.” He admits with a toothy grin. You let him take the scratch, he pays for your goods whenever he has his cravings anyways.

“Just make sure that if you want a better version, you’ll pay.” You tease.

The conversation is cut short when the door opens and the students step out, clearly exhausted but happy with the class. Wooyoung is the last to exit, the other staff rushing in to quickly clean the room before the next class uses it. He’s just as sweaty and tired but the way his face lights up tells you otherwise. You thrust your hands out putting space between the two of you. “If you think of hugging me while you’re drenched in sweat, I will not share the leftovers from today.” You threaten and he whines in rebuttal.

“Is it the strawberry cake?”

“No..?”

“Okay, then come here.” He quickly returns beckoning you to come over to his arms. You quickly scoot away behind Yunho.

“Hurry up, I’m hungry..” You whine, pouting. Wooyoung looks at you in mild alarm at your statement.

“Did you forget to eat?!”

“I don’t like eating dinner without you, dumbass.” You admit as you follow him into the office, bidding Yunho a goodbye.

The words make Wooyoung coo this time, squishing your cheeks in his hands. “Just let me wash up real quick then we can eat here.”

You sit by the couch as you wait for him to return. As you get comfortable, albeit sleepy, your phone vibrates with a message from an unknown message.

[ ??? to You ] I’m back home safe now. :) -Yeosang

It’s Yeosang. The corners of your lips quirk upwards at the realization, while Wooyoung hasn’t returned you quickly type up a reply.

[ You to Yeosang ] That’s great! I hope you get a good night’s sleep ^^

You read his message once more and you feel a little bit of relief knowing that he’s safe.

Wooyoung comes out looking a little better than earlier. The towel draped over his shoulders. “Let’s eat dumdum.” He says, dragging his chair over to where you are with his meal.

The two of you share the happenings over the day. Wooyoung being surprised that Yeosang has walked you to the studio especially at this time. “Maybe I should meet him sometime.” He says. It’s not that he’s jealous, he’s been protective of you since day one. Anyone can take an interest to take advantage of anyone nowadays, he felt relief knowing that you had decided to wait for him instead of walking straight home with him.

“Yeosang-- ah what, Wooyoung! Wooyoung, you don’t have to do that..” You say, clearly confused as to why you had Yeosang’s name instead of Wooyoung’s in your head.

Wooyoung stares at you dumbfounded by the slip up. “Kid, just say if you’re heads over heels for him. Whatever, I’m keeping an eye on that guy.” You can’t blame his protective nature, until now no one really knows how the Order knew of your family’s whereabouts. Whatever their method was, it had to come from someone who was in close contact with your parents thus resulting in you being the only one still alive. You also know that Wooyoung’s incredibly stubborn so you give in. It was inevitable for anyone who knew you to know Wooyoung and vice versa, the two of you are a package deal. “So he comes to your shop every day? Same time?” He asks. You can already see the gears in his head moving.

“Wooyoung, if you scare him off, I swear--” You grumble through your food. It’s not that you didn’t like his protective manners, for once you felt a little happy to have a friend who wasn’t from his circle; someone you’ve met on your own. “Listen, I didn’t even tell Yeosang my real name yet for my safety too.”

That was something he didn’t expect, though a smart move, it was something he understood. Your words make him stop in thought. He still wants to meet him. “Fine but I still want to meet him because he’s someone who’s growing on you.”

You wonder how he didn’t get the geo vision, but you concede to his wishes. “He’s in the shop every 5PM onwards, always with a book.”

“You’re telling me this guy stays with you.. In the shop.. Until you close?”

His question makes you shoot him a look. “Did everything I tell you just exit out the other ear?”

“No, they’re all up in here. I just wanted to get the facts straight….” he trails off, pushing the chair back to where his workspace is to look at his schedule. “Alright, I don’t need to come in tomorrow,” Oh, dear. “Which means, I can meet this friend of yours to make sure he isn’t anyone shady.”

At his plan, you lean back on the couch. There really is no point in changing his mind. “Fine, let’s finish up and head home. The two of us need a shower.”

On the way home, you tell him as well that you were going to start selling the lavender cake by next month. “I still got half of the tester cake saved for you.”

He has a feeling you gave half of it to Yeosang but he spares you from his teasing. Wooyoung flashes an excited smile as the two of you walk out of the station. “Great, while I wait for you to finish showering, I’ll finish the cake.”

“Jung Wooyoung!”

part 2

#my writings #yeosang fanfic #ateez fanfic #ateez scenario #yeosang scenario #idk what else to tag this as #yeosang x reader

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The Perfect Girl - Chapter 6 (Kamisato Ayato x Reader)

Author’s Note: Yey! We made it this far~ Woohoo~ If some of y’all think that, Chapter 5 is interesting, it couldn’t be more interesting than this chapter. Enjoy reading~

Author’s Note 2: All characters are OOC! Please be reminded that this fanfic is Modern! AU and Highschool! AU and none of this are canons to the actual lore of Genshin Impact. I do not own Genshin Impact or the characters in the game!

Word Count: 4k

Content Warning: Vulgar Words, Mentions of S*icide, Mentions of Death, A little inappropriate!

Taglist: @frieschan @nejibot

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Next -> Chapter 7

Today was something you already expected to happen. You had a fever from being soaked in the rain for too long yesterday, your eyes wandered around your room to see where you placed your phone but as soon as you grabbed it, it was out of battery which is why you wouldn't be able to text Lumine the reason for your absence.

One of the maids entered your room to check up on you. She brought you a hot porridge for your breakfast together with some fever medicines and looked up to you then smiled.

"My lady, you look like Lady Iliya from 20 years ago. I'm pretty sure she'll be happy that her only daughter grew up to look as pretty as her. You know, your mom used to hang out with someone in your school." Even if you were sick, you were curious about the person your mom was close with.

"I don't remember her name but she met that person while she was working after she got married to your father… hm… If I recall correctly that lady has violet eyes and hair-" There's only one person that fits that description.

"Was her name Ei?" You asked the maid.

"Oh yes! Her work name is Raiden but the people who're close to her call her Ei! She also took care of you when you were a baby whenever your mother wasn't available." The maid replied but these are all memories that you no longer recall and it was probably because you weren't conscious that time. You now understand why Ms. Ei always looks out for you.

"Hmm, what else? Well, the L/N family and the Kamisato Family were the founders of the school you're attending but most people aren't familiar with the L/N family involved since your parents made it low-key hence it's only the Kamisato Family that was popular and known as" the maid added. (A/N: Yes, it's mentioned in the early chapters how there's a staff in the cafeteria recognizing you because you're an L/N, the reason Y/N didn't go there throughout her existence was to prevent her from meeting Ayato as a child.)

"Kami..sato Family?" You replied but you're having a terrible headache when you hear those words. You don't recall anything from your childhood that you were affiliated with someone from the Kamisato Family. You held your head because it was hurting bad.

"My lady, pardon me but I believe you should take a good rest." She said as she collected the bowl and utensils you used for your breakfast. You drank the fever medicine and went back to bed. The maid thought to herself that she shouldn't have mentioned the Kamisato Family since your mother ordered her not to mention anything from that family again years ago because she doesn't want you to remember that someone planned to kill you and doesn't want you to think that she neglected you as your mother.

—

You woke up to the scent of food and flowers. Your eyes were a bit blurry from the start but as soon as you're gaining consciousness… There are a lot of people inside your room?

"You're finally awake!" Lumine cheered. Your eyes wandered around to see Lumine, Childe, Diluc, Itto, and Sara scattered in your room. But why are Itto and Sara here? Are they plotting something against you?

"I heard you were sick, I'm not here because of my own will but because Miko asked me to give you something," Sara said and handed out you a letter, it seemed like an invitation on something.

"She invited you to her debut, and as an apology for hurting you yesterday," She added.

"Excuse me, hurting her? You mean other than pouring a hot bowl of soup, she did something else than that?" Diluc raised an eyebrow and walked up to you. His face says it all as if he was asking you if you were alright and you gave him a short nod.

"Save the explanation, She got mad because Miko thought Y/N was flirting with Ayato" Sara replied which made you choke on your saliva. Did you hear that right?

"Huh—" You were about to ask why she thought that but it crossed your mind that Miko shouldn't be jealous in the first place.

"And I'm here just because Sara and Childe are here." Itto proudly said.

"D-diluc since when did you arrive?" You asked.

"Like a few hours ago, I hear milady got in trouble" Did he just? No, he won't. Why would you assume Diluc just tried to flirt with you?

Childe seemed to have his mind somewhere else and is currently talking to someone on the phone.

—

"Everyone's at Y/N's place? And I'm not there?" Ayato asked if he is frustrated with how he was left out with the group when he was always informed about their activities.

"I figured out you'd apologize to her personally so I didn't invite you to come to visit her" Childe coldly responded, he hopes that Ayato might reunite with her if they were to have an alone time but then again he also doubts that would happen because the last time you and Ayato were together alone, you got an awful haircut and fever.

"Fine, I'll apologize to her later" He rolled his eyes since he doesn't want to lower his pride and apologize to someone like you. Ayato thought this would be the best solution so Childe wouldn't be mad at him.

"Sure… I believe you. Oh, gotta hang up now I've been missing out with everyone having fun here~" Childe playfully replied to annoy Ayato. Ayato on the other line was pissed off that his friends were having fun without him.

—

"So everyone is invited to wear summer clothes, most preferred what you would wear on a beach," You said as you read through the invitation Miko gave you.

"Summer? I thought we're going to wear something from old Inazuma—" Itto asked.

"Itto, it was changed into summer clothes aren't you paying attention when Miko announced it?" Sara immediately said and winked at him. Itto automatically understood what it meant. You and Lumine noticed this weird behavior but you concluded that it was going to be the least of your worries.

"You don't have to come Y/N if you don't want to" Diluc put his hand on your shoulder and reassured you.

"It would be a shame if I wouldn't come to the party of the popular Guuji Yae '' You faced Diluc and smiled at him. Maybe everything's going to be alright there?

"Why is Ayato's name not listed on Miko's 18 roses?" You asked. You thought Guuji Yae likes Ayato the same way he does but the last dance is considered the special one yet his name isn't written here.

"Can you like, read it out loud. I'm as confused as you are." Sara's body froze on the spot, if Ayato isn't written there then who was the person on the 18th rose?

You cleared your throat and began to dictate the people included on her 18 roses.

"For the 18 roses:

(A/N: For NPC’s I will show an image on where to find them in the game)

Tepper (A/N: Haha :’))

Takashi

Tomoki

Junkichi

Hirano

Bennett

Razor

Gorou

Thoma

Kazuha

Xiao

Albedo

Chongyun

Xingqiu

Childe

Diluc

Itto

Aether

Takashi

Tomoki

Junkichi

Hirano

That's all, there's no scratch here that would reveal Kamisato Ayato's full name" you said.

"Maybe Miko has other plans for him, RIGHT? Ayato's name may be written there. Am I right guys?" Itto said.

Sara gave a worried look to Lumine because she assumed that Lumine would know about the affair his brother is having with Guuji Yae but it seemed like Lumine still hasn't concluded what is happening because she still lacks evidence of what was Aether hiding.

"Y-yeah! Miko probably has other plans! What if she'll finally b-be A-Ayato's girlfriend on t-the day of h-her birthday! Hehe!" Sara was nervous about the words she was speaking she didn't know what the invitation contained at all because she didn't want Itto, Diluc, and Childe to know what she discovered in the Women's Bathroom between Aether and Guuji Yae's text messages.

For once, Sara has been feeling bad for treating you like shit because her best friend has started to betray each one of them. Until now, she can't move on from the fact that out of all the people she wanted to date it had to be someone that's affiliated with the Kamisato Family. Once her secret is out that's not only going to ruin her pretty reputation but's going to destroy both siblings.

"That's great for him if that happens, besides you know Guuji Yae is a little mischievous herself, knowing her, she'd probably do that to make Ayato feel bad but then come back with a bigger plan. Ayato is lucky to have someone like her" Itto added, he thought to himself Sara is correct, Sara never lies. What could go wrong?

Sara gulped because she knew that Ayato and his friends weren't getting an invitation. After all, the whole gang was like a VIP who never needed one.

"So? How do we tell Ayato that he's going to get a big surprise on Miko's birthday?" Childe replied which made Sara facepalm mentally, she didn't want someone to know but at least someone picked up her hints because her words alone aren't going to stand on their own. Who would believe her that Guuji Yae is having an affair with the boyfriend of Kamisato Ayaka when her sibling is courting her? People would think she's crazy and jealous of Miko that she started to speak nonsense.

"We don't tell him" Lumine giggled at the little secret the group made. She's glad that Itto nor Sara isn't bullying you and it's probably because you were sick.

"Oh well, Y/N, we'd have to leave soon. Eat lots of food and get well, okay?" Diluc said and brushed your hair. You smiled at him, even if some people were shitting on you, you were glad that you made friends.

"Thank you, everyone… for visiting me," You said to everyone.

"J-just so you know I'm not your friend!" Sara pouted.

"M-me too!" Itto embarrassingly said as well which made everyone laugh because it doesn't fit his image to be a tsundere.

"You don't have to deny the fact that Y/N is a good person. She never did anything against anyone though." Diluc said.

"C-come on Itto, let's get out of this place" Sara grabbed Itto's arm and stormed outside your room.

"I guess we should also go now. Get well soon Y/N or you'd miss out on a lot of things." Lumine said and patted your hand. The three of them waved goodbye as some of the maids went inside your room to prepare the food your friends brought for your well-being.

—

(At this point, I wouldn't be able to apologize to Y/N) Ayato thought to himself as Guuji Yae is pressing his chest down on the table inside the school's library.

"You aren't thinking of Y/N aren't you?" Miko said as her face got a little closer to Ayato.

"N-no I'm not- Miko… we can't do this… I'm not your boyfriend. We're high school students and someone might see us here and create a scandal" Ayato's getting more incoherent than he was, other than that he knew if he didn't pull Miko away he'd have a growing problem below his body.

It took everything in him to push the girl he likes away from him. None of that was correct and most importantly.

"Y-you disgust me, you aren't being reserved at all— it's like you want us to do something more appropriate to do after getting married. I'm the heir of the Kamisato Family, I can't afford to destroy my family's future— I can't create a huge scandal—" Even if his face was like a tomato he was completely disturbed by Miko acting like this. She wasn't the girl he fell in love with, the Miko he knew was pure and reserved.

Guuji Yae is infuriated with his reply, this was one of her chances to destroy his title and image but her charm wasn't enough to make Ayato give in so she'd have to play it cool and make herself the victim on this one. (A/N: Okay for our memory triplane, it's in Chapter 2 where Diluc and Childe talked about Y/N and Ayato's past!)

"So it's Y/N huh, you know you've been acting strange around here lately. Are you gradually liking her and using your bullying tactics to get her attention? What would other people think about you and your image when they get to know you're bullying a student? If it's about her you don't mind at all but if it's about me—" Miko stopped and turned her back from Ayato who's dismayed sitting at the library table with his hair and uniform messed up.

"I said I'm not thinking of anyone else right now— I just feel uncomfortable, M-Miko! Please!" Ayato pleaded but he was too late.

"You're disappointing me Ayato," She said and walked away from him.

Ayato is completely confused about what's her problem. To be frank, he did notice that Miko has been quite distant to him these days, is there something she was hiding? He thought to himself maybe it's better if he never apologized to you if it means he and Miko would be alright. He wouldn't mind if his best friend is mad at him since Miko should always go first.

—

It's been a couple of weeks after that incident and the maids convinced you not to go to school for weeks after recovering to make sure that nothing goes wrong after your recovery. After all, you are the successor of this family so they need to always check that you're in good health. You have seen your friends who visited you and they're making sure that you catch up with whatever you miss in class. You wondered how Ayato is but they don't seem to talk about him, you thought he's probably busy with Miko when you don't know what happened between them or his friends. This wasn't the same Ayato a few weeks ago, he wasn't hanging out that much with Childe, Diluc, and Itto at school and he wasn't being himself the whole time because Miko has been ignoring his existence but she still seemed to be happy about her life even after landing that ultimatum to Ayato.

Today is Guuji Yae's birthday.

Lumine told you that she has her nails redone because she got a little excited the last time. Maybe her debut was one of the most awaited events in the school. You look into your wardrobe and search for something that fits the theme. To your conclusion, you wore a spaghetti strap top and shorts followed by a pair of beige sandals.

You bid your goodbyes to your maids and servants as you enter the car that's leading to the Yae residence and wait for Lumine at your agreed location in some cafe near her home.

An hour after you finally reached your destination to see Lumine sitting beside the window. But there's a problem, it seemed the clothes she was wearing were nowhere near yours. She saw you and waved her hand to signal which table she was sitting at. The shock on her face is as clear as crystal water seeing the clothes you were wearing.

"Y/N?! Did no one tell you that the theme was changed?" Lumine said.

"N-no?" You replied.

"Archons! I thought Childe told you when he visited you alone but maybe he also thought that I said it to you that's why… you were never informed. The same probably went for Diluc, I'm so sorry Y/N it's just a huge miscommunication with everyone— here I'll return home and get you some clothes-" Lumine said as she frantically pats your hand. It's as if she has a bad feeling something's about to go down later. (A/N: I wonder why did Childe visit you alone PF 😶)

"Isn't your house far away from Guuji Yae? Don't worry about me Lumine. It's just a party" You nervously said, somehow you felt cold sweat around you and had this intuition that something might happen but you didn't let that feeling get ahead of you or else.

—

"I'm gonna scold Childe so bad!" Lumine said and started to dial Childe's number harshly.

"Where the hell are you? You're already late!" Childe said on the other line, that he seemed to be troubled by something.

"Wait, the party started way earlier than it was on the invitation? Why am I not informed about the changes?" Lumine whispered since she doesn't want you to hear that you were an hour late already.

"Things aren't looking good right now, Ayato is nowhere to be seen after the rose dance thingy. The thing is, just go here as soon as possible. Diluc and Itto have been searching for him. LUMINE HE WAS UPSET!" Childe was bewildered, even he was shocked by what happened.

"SO what was the theme again? You didn't tell Y/N?!" Lumine changed the tone of her voice to let you know what they were talking about and not to make you worry more because you were wearing different clothes.

"Just stay with her okay! AND JUST GET HERE ALREADY" Childe hung up the phone.

"Just stick with me later Y/N! Gosh! Let's go! We're running late already!" Lumine sighed with disappointment.

—

An hour ago.

"Huh? Isn't it supposed to be Kamisato Ayato? Why is it Lady Ayaka's boyfriend?"

"I heard rumors that Lady Miko was very compassionate about this."

"Tell me how does that look compassionate to you?"

"You didn't know? Those two people dancing are going to be married to the Kamisato siblings. Isn't that adorable to make their family ties stronger?"

"Shit! Shit! Where's Ayato?" Childe nudged Diluc who almost threw his grape juice away.

"Whatever you're saying Childe, I don't see him with my vision. That's why I'm admiring what I'm seeing right now" Diluc answered calmly.

"Guys!"

Childe and Diluc looked behind them to see an Itto who was fighting for their breath.

"Where the hell have you been?" Childe frustratingly asked.

"I- I saw A-Ayato *pants* I think he went upstairs but MAN, I was too late, he's too fast I can't find him," Itto said who hurried to the buffet section to give himself a drink.

"Diluc? What are you waiting for? Let's find-" Childe stopped.

"Didn't you notice earlier when we were dancing with Miko, she seemed happy about her choices. So what I am telling you is to calm down, maybe she has something up her sleeve?" Diluc said, which made the ginger nod and calm a little until he received a phone call from Lumine.

Kamisato Ayato stares from above hidden from everyone the woman of his dreams was being danced to by the boyfriend of his sister.

"Brother?"

Ayato looked behind him to see his sister's smile.

"I knew I'd find you here. I asked some of the students if anyone saw you." Ayaka said and walked towards him.

"What are you doing?" Ayato asked him calmly, he was trying his best to hide the sadness and tears from his sister. At times like this, he needs to show her that he is a strong man.

"Oh, you didn't know? Well, I just got told earlier about all of these things… Miko came up to me earlier saying that she thinks it would be nice if my boyfriend and… your future girlfriend would share a dance. After all, they're going to get married to us." Ayaka giggled, this statement lightened up Ayato's mood, and finally, he sighed relief and smiled.

"Is that so?" All he could think of is him and Miko getting married in the future. He realized that he was just overthinking about Aether and Miko having a secret affair, and he concluded that there was no way was going to happen.

"Look at them, they're so adorable considering they only met each other when we watched that movie at the mall, so brother, would you come downstairs now and let's get something to eat? They have Sakura mochi and tempura there followed by boba. It's our favorite!" Ayaka laughed and dragged her brother downstairs.

Seeing the siblings together with a smile on their faces put everyone in the room at ease.

—

"Okay Y/N don't let go of my hand okay?" Lumine reminded you again for the tenth time as if you're her child.

"Yes mom, I know" you teasingly replied which made her more frustrated.

The two of you walked inside the venue to see flashing lights, balloons, and a lot of extravagant decorations. These were all designed for the grand debut of the one and only Guuji Yae.

The mischievous pink-haired debutante has been waiting for your arrival since then.

(It seems Sara did her assignment after all) She thought to herself.

"Now."

Your vision turned black, there was a power outage at a huge party like this? And the person holding you seems to be the first one to let go after reminding you so many times not to let go of theirs.

You can't see a single thing in the middle of darkness until you feel someone push you hard until your trip to the floor.

That's when the lights turned on to see your classmates and schoolmates surrounding you.

What a fucking whore! Look at her clothes! Biatch!

What a fucking surprise for entertainment! Is this a part of the event?

Didn't you know how to read huh? I guess you're also stupid!

Pfff! I don't think the Old Inazuma theme means Summer clothes?

Look at her trying to do make up- still as ugly as ever.

Hey! Where's the camera? We need to post this in the forum.

Ooh? What's the headline?

Maybe 'Local Bitch Tries To Seduce The Debutante's Suitor'

*Snap*

*Flash*

*Click*

Come on, aren't you supposed to smile when a camera is pointed at you? L/N Y/N!

Bitch!

Whore!

Stupid!

"Jean! Look!" Eula shouted to grab the attention of her friend.

"Miko is such a genius!" The two girls shared a laugh.

Tears started to form around your eyes. You're wearing a spaghetti strap top with shorts while everyone around you wears Yukata and Kimonos. You shouldn't have come to this party.

You always had that feeling that you weren't welcome here, that the invitation was merely a sorry gift. If only you knew that this was a trap only designed for you.

You're embarrassed right now, what else are you supposed to do? Everyone is laughing at you, calling you names.

"M-mom please, I'm scared" you whispered to yourself but… no one would come to save you, you were already crying standing in the middle of everyone.

Look she's calling for her mommy!

Oh wait, you don't have one anymore.

Haha! No one will save you now!

"I… I fucking knew it! She shouldn't have come" Diluc was furious and was about to get you only to be stopped by Childe.

"Y/N!" Lumine shouted as her body froze seeing you in much pain.

"Diluc, wait" Childe strongly grabbed Diluc's arm for him not to do anything nor move in his place.

"What the fuck Childe? Y/N's in danger—" Childe, Diluc, and Lumine's eyes widened when a man bypassed him who was now walking in your direction. The whispers gradually stopped as this man bypassed them until the room was filled with silence.

You covered your face with your hands as you attempted to wipe away your tears but it was streaming nonstop.

[ 𝖄𝖔𝖚'𝖗𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖆 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊 𝖌𝖎𝖗𝖑, 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖞𝖔𝖚 ] // Mareux - The Perfect Girl 🎶

You felt someone cover the entirety of your body with their coat as they pulled your head towards their chest, letting you cry onto them. You didn't know who this person was because your eyes were filled with your tears but their scent was familiar. Something you smelled a few weeks ago or maybe… a long time ago.

"I apologize for being this late."

Next -> Chapter 7

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