#albedo x Kaeya

[lyntarts]

🩰

[sanestkanadefan]

MADE BY ME, HOUMURADEFENDER

Multi shipper:3

[electro-lyse]

I am so normal about Kaebedo

What do you mean they were implied in Kaeya's voicelines

What do you mean they're coworkers to lovers

What do you mean they're have ties to each other's pasts

What do you mean they were both fated to betray the place they love

[pincushionmoss]

They’re gay your honour

[thisrobinisred]

Finally did that trend, it’s just a bit late- but I’ve done it

I guess this is apart of the ice skater albedo and ballet dancer Kaeya AU. Which I swear I’m still working on-

Version without the lighting layer:

[sopharomanova]

unrequited

[daniii-draws]

hello kaebedo nation

hear me out: kaebedo x yuri on ice au

[mothergold]

| Can We Be More? |

Pairing: Kaeya x Albedo

Warnings: MINORS DNI MY BLOG IS NOT SFW, Fluff, Domestic Kaebedo, Proposals, Autistic!Albedo, Anxiety, 2,020 words.

A/n: This is my first ever Kaebedo piece and I really hope I did this justice, because I put my all into it. I really hope the characterization of these two are good, because I really tried my best. So, yeah, enjoy. <3

Summary: It’s Albedo and Kaeya’s five year anniversary and Albedo has something extra special planned for this very important day. 

Tags:  @suyacho @tighnarly @themovingcastlez @neuvillettes

The atmosphere was calm and cool, a small wind embraced the two men as they stood and cleaned each other's dishes. They talked and smiled softly as they listened to each other’s every word. It was in the dimly lit kitchen that you could see both Albedo and Kaeya laughing as one of them told a joke. It wasn’t that funny but with how hard they were laughing anyone could’ve easily been fooled. Albedo covered his mouth with his hand in a feeble attempt to suppress his boisterous laughter, but it did nothing to quiet it and Kaeya couldn’t help but smile back in pure adoration. After the laughter had died down the two of them shared a kiss before going back to the dishes. 

As the two of them cleaned up the last few dishes and wiped off the table and countertops, they yawned, beginning to tire after such a long day. Eventually, they moved to their shared bedroom where they changed out of their clothes and into some soft, warm pj’s. Curling up underneath the covers Albedo snuggled up close to Kaeya, leaving only a little bit of room open between the two of them. Kaeya secretly loved it. He loved Albedo and all his little quirks. Kaeya adored when Albedo would come home and ramble about his alchemy and all the wonderful discoveries he’d made. He loved how Albedo’s lips fit perfectly between his own, like two pieces of a puzzle that were meant to touch one another, destined to fit between each other’s open spaces. Such a sweet and simple action shouldn’t make a grown man feel as if he could fly high above the clouds, but that’s exactly what kissing Albedo felt like for him. There were so many attributes of Albedo that he’d grown to love over the years, but he hardly expressed it, and as Kaeya grew older he started to regret all the little comments he’d kept to himself all these years.

Albedo turned off the lamp on his bed stand and soon his hands found Kaeya’s underneath the blankets, and carefully he intertwined them with his own, letting out a sigh of relief once he’d felt the gentle squeeze of Kaeya’s palm. The both of them laid there in silence, only the sound of their breathing was audible in the dark room, but it was comforting all the same. It wasn’t until Albedo spoke that the silence was broken. 

“Kaeya?��� Albedo asked.

“Yes?” Kaeya replied, playing with Albedo’s silky hair with one hand as the remaining one fidgeted with Albedo’s fingertips.

“I’m really glad we met.” He admitted with a huge smile on his face. It made him sad that Kaeya couldn’t see it through the dark of the nighttime sky. 

“I am, too.” Kaeya replied to him with a heartfelt smile. 

He squeezed Albedo’s hands before he wrapped both arms around him and pulled him extra close to him. His warm body was the perfect sensation to Kaeya’s cool one, eventually lulling the both of them into a blissful sleep. The two of them slept soundly that night, no interruptions or nightmares to dampen their mood the following day. Instead the two of them awoke with bed-heads as the light shone in through the small window in their room. It illuminated the room and they smiled at each other like the whole world stopped in their presence. Albedo and Kaeya, both eager to make this moment last, stayed in bed just a little longer before they started their special day. 

It was their fifth year anniversary and Albedo had planned an eventful day for Kaeya. The morning started with a mixture of their favorite foods for breakfast, and after the both of them had scarfed down their meals, Albedo presented Kaeya with a brand new outfit for him to wear for their anniversary. Kaeya gawked at the outfit with wide eyes and an excited smile before turning to Albedo, mouth gaping open. 

“For me?” He asked.

Albedo replied with a soft smile and a nod. 

“Fuck yeah.” Kaeya said under his breath. 

Albedo left the room briefly to get on his shoes as he waited for Kaeya to get dressed, top to bottom in his sharp new outfit. He waited five minutes before knocking on the door to check in on him, but before he could get the chance to hear a reply the door swung open. Thankfully, Albedo had the sense to move out of the way before the door swung open and hit him. In front of Albedo was Kaeya looking like a vision, donning his new clothes with confidence. Admittedly it made Albedo blush. He tried his best to remain secretive about it, but Kaeya could see right through him, and began teasing him for how bright red he was turning. 

“Oh? Is someone embarrassed?” Kaeya teasingly whispered in Albedo’s ear.

Albedo turned his head away quickly and coughed out his next words. “N-No?! I’m just a little hot from the heat that’s all. Now, let’s go, we're going to be late.” He tried to save face but it only made him look more guilty.

Kaeya sighed and pulled Albedo against his side and planted a big kiss on his cheek. “Okay, okay, but where are we going?” He turned to face Albedo and put all his attention on him. 

Albedo stretched and then relaxed his body and replied. “It’s a surprise.” Kaeya hugged Albedo tightly and gave him a kiss behind his neck. 

The day was filled with joy, laughter, and fun. The very first thing they did was venture into the city of Mondstadt for Brunch at Good Hunter. Albedo ordered a serving of Mondstadt Hash Browns and Kaeya ordered a Mint Salad. As they ate they took in their surroundings, enjoying the sights, the sounds, and the gorgeous view of the orange and yellow sun shining brightly above everything and everyone. They watched as people walked by, saying hello to a few familiar faces. Some gave Albedo a certain look, a look that Kaeya would learn all about in due time. 

An hour eventually passed when Albedo stretched out his arms and suggested he and Kaeya hit the next stop on their adventure. Truthfully, Albedo brought this up partially because he didn’t want to be late (although, they both had plenty of time), but also because the sounds were becoming unbearable and grated on his ears and he wanted to go somewhere quiet, as well as somewhere that had a decent amount of shade. So, after taking care of their food they left hand in hand to somewhere much more serene, somewhere that Albedo could set the mood for the final act of the day. Even though it was only one in the afternoon for them, Albedo was ready to pop the question. He was growing more impatient with each step he took and with every grin Kaeya tossed his way. 

The box in his pocket which encased the ring was growing heavy in his pocket, and the words Albedo yearned to say left a soreness in the back of his throat that he was unfamiliar with. In other words, Albedo was both excited and terrified. He didn’t know if Kaeya would say yes or if he’d reject him completely. He knew Kaeya loved him, there was no doubt about it, but he worried there might be other factors that could hold him back from marriage, and as plausible those reasons seemed he brushed the worries out of his mind. This was supposed to be their special day, and Albedo couldn’t let some silly worries of his ruin that for either of them. 

“Are we getting close?” Kaeya asked. Trying his damndest to hide his impatience and excitement, but Albedo saw through him like a glass door. 

Albedo squeezed his hand. “Almost.” He said with a certain kick in his voice, one beaming bright with eagerness and a tad bit of anxiety.

It was only about ten minutes later that Albedo held a smile to his lips and heard the pleasant gasp slipping past Kaeya’s mouth. Before the two of them was a large blanket sprawled out along the grass, a stray basket filled with various delectable foods were hidden, waiting for the moment they would be handed out and passed back and forth from one man to another. Kaeya nearly sprinted to the blanket. Seating himself and patting a spot beside him for Albedo to beside him, Kaeya waited eagerly for Albedo to begin spreading out the food. Albedo was now internally thanking the traveler and Paimon for their help with setting this little picnic up.  Once Albedo had finally sat himself beside his beloved, he started to hand out the food. One by one till the blanket was covered in all of their favorite foods. It wasn’t until Kaeya had begun eating that Albedo had started to do so himself. Albedo always was quite the gentleman, so of course he’d wait until Kaeya was served before diving into the food himself. The mood was set, joyous laughter filled the air and both men smiled at each other as if they were falling in love for the very first time. 

Several hours had passed and both of them had long since had their fill of food. Their bellies were full, hearts warm, and held each other hand in hand. It was finally time, at least that’s what Albedo had told himself. It had been quite some time since they left their shared home for what was about to be a very special day, turned into an even more important evening. It wasn’t just an anniversary present, or a promise to have and to hold each other, it was a promise to Kaeya that no matter what the world had in store, no matter where he went, who he became, and who else was brought into their life, that no matter what the number one constant in Kaeya’s life would always be Albedo. That is, if he’d have him. 

Albedo’s hands shook as he took both of Kaeya’s hands in his own. “Kaeya?” 

Kaeya turned to face him with a smile so big it scrunched up that beautiful nose of his. “Yes, Albedo?”

Albedo cleared his throat and pushed past the intense anxiety and fear he was feeling, reaching forward for that excitement he had been soaking in all day. “I have something for you.” 

He gave Kaeya’s hands a gentle kiss before he stood upright, bringing Kaeya onto his knees momentarily. “Kaeya, I’ve known you for a great while. I love you, I’ve always loved you. And while I’m no good with words, I think I’m quite alright at showing you how I feel, or so I hope. So, Kaeya, if you’ll have me I’d like to show just how much I love you for the rest of our lives.”

Albedo got on one knee and finally pulled out that little black box, propping it open to show a gorgeous golden ring. It shone in the evening sunlight brightly and beautifully. Kaeya began to tear up and his heart raced with a thrill he’d never felt before. This was it, he thought. This was the beginning of everything and more, everything he wanted. 

Albedo looked deep into Kaeya’s eyes, and for once the direct eye contact didn’t feel entirely uncomfortable or painful. “Kaeya, I promise to take care of you, protect you, and love you for the rest of my life no matter what. So, my sweet, Kaeya, will you marry me?”

Before Albedo could get even a single breath in, Kaeya was on him in an instant. Pouncing onto him and kissing him all over his face as he said yes just about a million times over. He’d never seen Kaeya so… well, affectionate. Not that Kaeya was never an affectionate person, rather that he just didn’t show it with such passion all the time. Suddenly, all that fear and anxiety had finally left Albedo and he was left with a heart that had never been more full in its entire life. 

[whenitsgreen]

WIP of beta fish merman Kaeya and Albedo chilling in the ocean (he's made of chalk so I think he can hold his breath since he doesn't breath normally like a human(?) )

[ambulancie]

Finally posted chapter one of the kaebedo fic I’ve been writing! Those voicelines have been living in my head rent free, enjoy the product!

[kzooha]

— cowboys, bêbados e uma meretriz

[lonestarss]

a little drabble because i need to get it out there

cw// kaebedo; top albedo/bottom (& transmasc) kaeya; degradation; nsfw under the cut.

no thoughts head empty only albedo fucking the living daylights out of kaeya after he so graciously begs him to. being spread out over his bed, his work desk, wherever they see fit; it doesn't matter, really. one, two, maybe even three fingers working kaeya open, making him sigh in relief as they press against all his good spots. of course he has it fucking memorized, kaeya thinks as albedo hits his g-spot, making him cry out against his better judgement. he's slow, calculated as ever, slowly stroking his tcock as kaeya greedily rolls his hips into his hand. albedo pushes, and he pushes back. it's all a game to him.

albedo calls him a obedient and beautiful, marvels in kaeya's pleasured expressions, but he knows kaeya's waiting for his ice. his cold, degrading words pouring into his skin until he's pleasantly numb. spearing into his skin, his heart, until he comes from the sensation alone. kaeya wants to ask for it, to plead for albedo to fuck him harder, to call him the useless slut they both know he is. but for now, albedo treats him nicely.

he's been a good boy, after all. ‎♡‧₊˚

(kaeya has a vagina is this fic. cishet kaebedo shippers dni.)

[constellationguy]

Lies the Genshin Men say

*little explicit here and there*

Explicit sections: Childe, Dottore-ish, Kaeya, Baizhu

The Harbingers

Pierro: He says he prefers to see you in his colors, mainly blues and black. Truthfully he adores you in red. He can’t keep his hands off you when you wear red. He also buys you anything that’s red, dresses, shoes, lipstick, flowers, all because the color reminds him of you. For events he prefers you to wear jewelry with darling bright sapphires but your jewelry case is filled with too many rubies to count.

Il Capitano: He says he prefers his hair straight and unrestrained. The truth is he will fall asleep if you play with or style his long back hair. Capitano feels the most loved when you are braiding his hair or giving him a scalp massage. When he misses you he braids his hair but he starts at the nape of his neck because his big fingers can’t braid from the top of his head like you do.

Pantalone: He claims he doesn’t care what perfume you wear. This statement is partly true. During galas and social functions he tells you to wear sents that are known to be pricey but not oppressive, expressive and understated he says. However at home he loves your natural sent, with out shame he will set you on his lap and tuck his face into your neck and take a deep breath, it seems like a sigh but he really is smelling you.

Childe: He tells you he loves everything about you equally, but it’s clear that he adores your boobs the most. Ajax loves to hug you from behind and squeeze or caress your chest while hugging you and will whine and beg to let him if you deny him. He loves to burry his head in your chest after a long day. When you don’t wear a bra you can persuade him to do pretty much anything.

Scaramouche: He tells you that he doesn’t care if you learn Japanese or not. In reality his knees will buckle if you call him “Anata” (honey or darling, typically said by a wife to their husband). When you speak with him in Japanese he is so much more animated and emotional. His heart swells with pride when you two speak Japanese in domestic settings. Sing to him in Japanese and he will cry and or fall asleep.

Dottore: He claims to be dominant, which he is, most of the time. He will boss anyone around and make them conform to his will, but he will burn the world for you if you wanted. You tell him to jump and he will ask how high. He will also be extra pliant if you tug on his hair a bit.

Mondstadt

Albedo: He tells you he doesn’t mind not having a “domestic” relationship. In truth he loves seeing you play with Klee. He loves when you cook for him. He loves coming home to you, if he could freeze time to stay in those homey moments he would.

Diluc: He tells everyone that he doesn’t play any interments. However at home he will play the sweetest melodies for you on the piano. His playing is for your ears only. The only other people he will play for is your future children.

Kaeya: He promises you that he will never hurt you. However, he will bite, scratch, and suck on your skin all day every day if you let him. He adores leaving possessive marks on you as well as giving you painful pleasure, the best kind of pleasure in his book.

Venti: He claims to be chill and not possessive at all. But he will stare and scowl at people being flirty with you. He will place his hands possessively on your waist when anyone gets too close to you. He would keep you locked up at home if he could, he just could never share you with anyone.

Liyue

Baizhu: Baizhu claims to dislike your bossiness, but in fact in almost any scenario it kinda turns him on. He loves when you use him for your own pleasure. He loves when you tell him what to do to make you happy or to get you off.

Xiao: He tells you that he doesn’t what anymore people in his life. However, he truly wants a few kids of his own running about, helping him make breakfast for you every morning. The thing he wants most is a family with you.

Zhongli: Not exactly a lie but Zhongli doesn’t like you eating non home cooked food. Any food that isn’t made by someone he trusts, he won’t let you eat. However whenever you’re feeling down or kind of out of it he will order food and bring it home to make you smile.

Inazuma

Goro: He tells everyone who asks that he hates his ears and tail touched, everyone is too rough with them. On the other hand, you’re so gentile with him, when you play with his hair that he can’t help but enjoy when you gently pet his ears.

Kazuha: He will tell you that the world is inspiration. He tells you his poems stem from the sights he sees and emotions he feels as he travels. But in truth Kazuha has not written one poem without you on his mind, you have been his muse and inspiration since you met.

Ayato: He says he doesn’t mind what you wear. But he can’t help but feel happy when you wear the expensive silk sets he bought you. Silk just fits you for some reason. To him silk complements your soft skin perfectly, the smooth reflective fabric just radiants and amplifies your beauty.

Heizo: Whenever he is tired he will go on and on about how he “isn’t sleepy” or how he’s “just gonna rest his eyes.” This man is stubborn when it comes to going to bed. He just wants to spent more time with you. You might have to make him tea and scratch his back while he lays on you to get him to fall asleep without a fuss.

Thoma: He claims to be neither here or there on who cooks meals. In actuality in his brain he cries and begs for your cooking. It could be any cuisine and he will be happy. He just loves your cooking and your adoration especially after a long day of taking care of others.

Itto: Itto tells anyone and everyone that he’s married to you. He just loves you so much and fantasizes about your wedding to much sometimes he forgets you’re not actually married yet.

Sumeru

Alhaitham: He tells you that you can sleep by yourself. In reality you and him both know you can’t sleep without each other. If you’re angry with him and you sleep on the couch you two will end up making up in the night when he comes a picks you up to take you back to your shared bed.

Cyno: He claims to not get jealous often but truthfully he craves your attention and gets jealous when he doesn’t get it. He knows how his friends don’t favor his humor so he gets a little insecure when you laugh at their jokes sometimes. Just know he will be clingy behind closed doors to make up for being jealous of his own friends.

Kaveh: Everyday he tells you that he won’t overwork himself, he will take breaks today. He doesn’t, no matter how determined he is he will not take a break until you make him. On days when he’s stuck in his head you have to visit him while he’s at work or at home so he can come back down to earth here and there.

Tighnari: He will complain anyone who will listen about how he hates going into Sumeru city for one thing or another. However he will be giddy when he goes onto Sumeru City to visit you. While he doesn’t like the city, it isn’t so bad when you’re with him.

Fontaine

Lyney: He claims to love all the ways you touch him. However he does have a favorite, he loves when you scratch and massage his back. When you work through his back with your skilled hands he is a happy groaning mess. After a massage he will be like a napping pile of jello. Cuddles with a now loose muscled Lyney are so heart warming.

Neuvillette: He hates the taste of coffee, that’s a plain fact. However, he can’t help but enjoy the taste of coffee if it’s from your lips. The quick good morning kiss you give him as you sip on your coffee makes his head dizzy instead of disgusted like he normally is at the taste of coffee.

Wriothesley: He claims he doesn’t mind you going out alone or without him. Truthfully you are never actually without his surveillance. He has a tracker on your phone and he sends one of his coworkers to make sure you are always safe.

[mondaymelon]

₊⊹ 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 ♡. | genshin!various x gn!reader

「 "𝐚𝐡, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐩…"」

— in which you kiss him ... accidentally, and indirectly.

𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 — kazuha, gaming, FREMINET, THOMA, KAVEH, chongyun, gorou

— "Ah, wrong cup."

It's a warm morning, yet the shade of the light canopy of trees provides ample comfort. At your words, however, the amicable conversation halts. Gingerly, you place his cup back on its saucer, uttering a quiet apology. "Sorry, sorry..."

Ugh, a quiet moment with someone you'd been pining after for ages, and you likely just sabotaged any chance you had. Making someone uncomfortable is surely not a way to have someone fall head over heels for you. You cautiously glanced upwards, catching the sight of... something you didn't expect...!?

He hid in his hand, raised and flush against his face. It was rather insufficient in the whole "hiding" department, however, for you could still clearly see the fluster on his features and the red cast across the tips of his ears. Just above the cover of his fingers were his eyes, hurriedly averted from yours. His mouth was slightly ajar, but in the moments that passed, his lips moved to form whispers you couldn't quite catch.

You stood, frantic. Really, every one of your plans was going awry. "I'm sorry! I, I'll go get you a new cup-"

"He caught his hand in his before you could fully depart, clutching it tightly. His usually cool skin was warm. "N, No, I- It's fine..."

He watched your face brighten with relief as you sat back down, completely cheery again, and released a breath quietly.

Ah, how was he supposed to tell you that the mere sight of your lips touching where he had put his made his heart skip a beat?

— It simply wasn't fair.

𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 — HEIZOU, KAEYA, CHILDE, venti, ayato, LYNEY

— "Wait, let me try..."

Word had gotten around of a new drink, supposedly "the best in all of teyvat"... naturally, that called for a timely visit. It didn't exactly matter who you went with, though who were you fooling, it did, and he'd been the first one that came to mind when you were drafting a letter. Now, he stood by your side, leisurely swinging his arms while he walked and smiling smugly.

The reason? The moment you reached into your pocket to fish out your wallet to pay the fee for two drinks, you'd found your pockets empty, and that's where he had swooped in, graciously handing over his mora instead. The moment the two of you exited the vicinity of the drink stall, however, he somehow materialized your wallet once more and placed it in your hands with a cat-like grin. That little... you'd be sure to treat him to a meal sometime soon, a favor like that couldn't just be gone unpaid.

...That, and it was a convenient excuse to spend another outing with him.

"Hey, you got the limited edition flavor? C'mon, give me just a sip..." You beamed when he handed said drink down towards you, taking a sip from his straw — until you realized just what you'd done, of course.

It wasn't like it was something dire, not by any means. You were rather the romantic, and the fact that... well, hadn't the two of you just kissed indirectly?

You didn't voice your thoughts, only meekly retreated after handing the bottle back to him, growing even more flustered when your fingers brushed against his in the process. He seemed to hear them, however, and a smirk made its way onto his lips.

"Oh, don't tell me you were aiming for an indirect kiss all along?"

"W- No!" Ugh, that twinkle in his eyes was dangerous. It's easy to see that he doesn't believe you in the slightest. Yet, before you can dispense another rebuttal, he reaches a hand up to your hair and makes a mess of it.

— "Aha, who knew you were so sly~"

𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 — alhaitham, XIAO, albedo, diluc, neuvillette

— "Is something wrong?"

Well, not exactly "wrong", per se. Instead, there was definitely something wrong with you in particular.

The situation started off like any other would. You found the man in his usual place, and greeted him with a smile, to which he nodded in response. He was a busy person, so you'd decided to take the initiative and make him a boxed lunch, only planning to give it to him and then let him carry on with whatever tasks he needed to complete — only... hey, wasn't it too out of character of him to ask you to feed him??

He glanced up at you, his head subconsciously tilting to the side. Just with that simple movement, a figurative arrow struck your heart. "If it's too much trouble, nevermind-"

You awkwardly coughed into your fist, trying to disperse any awfully hopeful thoughts of "hey, isn't this so romantic!?" in your head — yearning for him was one thing, but projecting your imagination of him would be another entirely. "No, it's fine- I was just caught off guard, is all..." At this point, you were more so convincing yourself than him. You dipped your head in a nod to yourself. Of course, he was so swamped with duties that he couldn't spare the time to feed himself, that was the case, wasn't it?

"Here, open wide..." You took a portion of the food and lifted it up to his lips, and he ate it agreeably. Hamster. He's like a hamster, a thought you really shouldn't be having considering how his disposition was, but seeing him swiftly chewing the portion in his cheeks... you cleared your throat, only to flinch with a start upon realizing he'd taken the utensils from you. Now, he held some of the lunch up to you, gesturing it to your mouth.

"Eh, but this is for you-" You declined, yet the insistence in his gaze only grew.

"You brought it for me, so you should have some as well."

"Well... alright," not willing to bother with an argument you were not likely to win, you ate what he hovered before you gratefully, trying to ignore the way he was staring at you as you ate.

W, Wait, hold on, isn't that the same cutlery he used-

"Your face is red. Did you choke? Here, let me-"

"No, it's just that- we, just now- ah, it's nothing."

— "Mhm."

( a/n ) new post format and its silly ( i hate everything about this ) :stareyes: ahahah anyways. trying to revive myself so. you guys get ( poorly cooked ) food :>

𝐭 𝐚 𝐠 𝐥 𝐢 𝐬 𝐭 : @manager-of-the-pudding-bank, @iamdedinside, @ilyuu, @falors, @swivy123, @scara-is-my-wife, @lupicalbestwolf, @justyoureader,@fiannee, @aether-darling, @ceneid, @avensuersa, @solxima, @sangoqueenkoko, @haliyamori ...

[thisrobinisred]

Last night (Beer Fear) by Lucy Spraggan but it’s Kaebedo.

Trust me-

[areislol]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhow they react to a child wooing you

pairings. various (hsr + genshin impact) x gn! reader

warnings. fluff, mentions of jealousy, established relationship

a/n. i find men getting jealous over a little kid so funny, never fails to crack me up.

wordcount. 2.4k

synopsis. how they react to seeing you getting wooed by a child

you’re casually minding your business when a bold little kid struts up to you with a flower they picked from who-knows-where. "you’re the most beautiful person i’ve ever seen!" they declare, face as bright as their words.

"awww, thank you sweetie!"

"...."

the jealous one (despite their big age)

the moment the child runs up to you with wide eyes and a flower clutched in their tiny hand, you can practically feel the temperature shift around you.

whether he's subtle about it or blatantly obvious, as they watch this scene unfold, he is most definitely NOT thrilled. he can not believe his eyes right now.

he doesn’t mean to react the way he does—it’s not like a child could ever be serious competition—but something about the moment sends a spark of possessiveness through him. his entire demeanor changes. his arms cross over his chest, his jaw tightens, and his eyes narrow slightly as he watches the scene unfold.

just what in tarnation is this stupid kid doing?!!?!?

he’s not angry at the child, but the audacity of it throws him off. really? even kids are lining up now? he thinks to himself, feeling his pride take an unexpected hit. as you crouch down to accept the flower with that sweet smile of yours, he can’t help but bristle. there’s a tug at the corner of his mouth that he tries to suppress, but the faint scowl is hard to miss

he crosses his arms, as if the whole situation is beneath their concern, but his sharp eyes never leave the child. he visibly stiffen, his body going tense as they quietly seethe.

when the child boldly proclaims their affection for you, offering their flower with the confidence only a child could muster, you suddenly hear a quiet scoff under his breath, muttering something like, “ridiculous,” before he speaks up, eyes trained on the poor child.

“a bold move, kid, but maybe aim for someone your own size next time.” his tone is teasing (is it really??), but there’s an unmistakable edge to his words, his presence looming protectively by your side.

after the child scurries off, his chest puffed up with pride at his bravery, the jealous one steps in almost immediately, closing the distance between you as if to reclaim his territory.

“so,” he starts, his tone casual but laced with pointed sarcasm, “should i be worried? do i need to watch my back now?” his eyes search yours, and though he’s trying to play it cool, there’s a hint of vulnerability in his gaze—a silent plea for reassurance.

if you laugh and tease him about being jealous, his cheeks darken slightly, and he huffs, looking away. “i’m not jealous,” he insists, though the way his arms cross tighter over his chest says otherwise.

“it’s just… what kind of guy lets someone else give his girl flowers without saying something?” his voice trails off, grumbly and defensive, but you can tell he’s mostly embarrassed by his own reaction.

later, he finds ways to reassert his place by your side, subtle but deliberate. maybe it’s the way he holds your hand a little tighter or slings an arm around your shoulders when you’re out together. he doesn’t need to say it outright, but his actions make it clear: you’re mine.

there’s a faint air of possessiveness to their actions, whether it’s the way they guide you away from the scene with a hand on the small of your back or the way they glance over their shoulder to make sure the child is gone.

if you call him out on their jealousy, the reactions are just as varied. he will deny it outright, scoffing, “jealous? of a kid? don’t flatter yourself.” but their lingering glances and subtle protectiveness give them away.

he simply shrugs, his calm voices betraying none of his innerturmoil: “it’s only natural. beauty like yours is bound to attract attention, even if it’s… unconventional.”

for the rest of the day, you’ll notice small shifts in his behaviour. he'll stand closer, touch you more often—whether it’s a hand on your arm, your waist, or your shoulder—and find little ways to remind you of their presence.

his jealousy, as amusing as it is, only serves to highlight one thing: he want you to know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that he's the only one who deserves your attention.

— CHILDE, SAMPO, WANDERER, BLADE, aventurine, MOZE, DR. RATIO, jiaoqiu, gorou, lyney, XIAO

the (soft) supporter

when the child shyly approaches you, clutching a flower with trembling hands and nervously stammering out a confession, his reaction is immediate but far from possessive. instead of jealousy or annoyance, he watches with a warm smile, his eyes softening as he takes in the innocence of the moment.

his first thought isn’t to interrupt or overshadow but to appreciate the sincerity of the child’s feelings and your gentle response to it.

he watches the scene unfold with quiet amusement, his heart swelling as he takes in the sweetness of the moment. he doesn’t see the child as a rival or a nuisance—far from it. instead, he’s struck by how earnest and brave the little boy is for approaching you with such sincerity.

he knows how kind and patient you are, and seeing you respond with such gentle affection only reminds him of why he adores you.

as you crouch down to accept the flower, thanking the child with a kind smile, he can’t help but admire you even more. there’s a tenderness in the way you interact with the child that makes his heart ache in the best way possible.

he doesn’t feel threatened by the situation—in fact, he finds it endearing. if anything, it reminds him of how natural it is for people to be drawn to you, no matter their age.

standing just a step behind you, he chuckles softly to himself, murmuring under his breath, “well, that’s brave of him.” his voice carries a note of amused admiration, but he doesn’t feel the need to insert himself into the moment.

instead, he stands by as a quiet presence, ready to step in if the child needs a little encouragement but content to let you handle it.

if the child looks nervous or unsure, he might step closer and kneel down to meet the boy’s eye level, his tone kind and reassuring. “that’s a beautiful flower you’ve got there,” he’d say with a small smile. “you chose well.” he has no intention of stealing the spotlight or intimidating the child; he just wants to make the situation feel a little easier for everyone.

his gentle demeanor leaves no room for misunderstanding—he’s here to support you, not compete for attention.

after the child scampers off, cheeks flushed with pride and excitement, he turns to you with a soft laugh. “you’ve got quite the admirer,” he says, his tone light and teasing but laced with genuine affection. there’s no jealousy in his voice, just quiet amusement and warmth.

he even suggests preserving the flower as a keepsake, offering to press it in a book or find a small vase for it later. to him, it’s a sweet moment worth cherishing.

you thank him for being so calm about the situation, he simply shrugs, his smile soft and unassuming. “he’s just a kid,” he says, his voice full of understanding. “and honestly, it’s sweet. how could anyone not fall for you?” the sincerity in his words is undeniable, and the way his gaze lingers on you for just a second too long tells you everything you need to know about how he feels.

later, he might bring it up again in passing, unable to resist a little playful teasing. “so, should i be worried?” he asks with a grin, the corners of his eyes crinkling with amusement. “seems like you’ve got admirers lining up these days.”

despite the joke, his actions remain steady and reassuring—he never leaves your side for long and finds subtle ways to remind you of how much you mean to him. whether it’s brushing his hand against yours, standing a little closer than usual, or simply looking at you with that soft, adoring expression, his quiet support is unwavering.

for him, the moment wasn’t about competition or insecurity. it was just another reminder of how incredible you are, and how lucky he feels to be the one by your side.

— KAZUHA, ZHONGLI, WELT, GEPARD, ARGENTI, LUKA, SUNDAY, LUOCHA, JING YUAN, tighnari, THOMA, DILUC, BAIZHU

the dramatic ones

when the child approaches you, holding out a flower with all the sincerity in the world, the dramatic one immediately acts as if the universe itself has betrayed him. his eyes widen in exaggerated shock, a hand flying to his chest as if struck by an invisible arrow.

“oh, you’ve got to be kidding me!” he exclaims, his voice dripping with mock offense. he takes a step back, looking between you and the child with theatrical disbelief, as though he’s stumbled into the climax of some tragic love story.

as the child nervously stammers out his confession, the dramatic one groans, running a hand through his hair as if trying to collect himself. “really? really? even kids now?” he mutters under his breath, though loud enough for you to hear. his tone is less genuine frustration and more exaggerated exasperation, the kind that begs for your attention.

when you smile at the child and crouch down to accept the flower, his reaction shifts into full-blown melodrama. “a flower? oh no, not a flower!” he gasps, pretending to stagger backward as if this tiny gesture has dealt him a mortal wound.

“this is how it starts! next thing i know, he’ll be writing you love letters and stealing your heart!” he places a hand on his forehead, tilting his head back with a long-suffering sigh, as though the betrayal is simply too much to bear.

if the child dares to glance his way, he leans in slightly, crossing his arms with a mock-serious expression. “you’re bold, kid. i’ll give you that,” he says, narrowing his eyes playfully. “but do you have what it takes to keep them happy? hmm? flowers are just the beginning, you know.” despite his words, there’s no real malice—he’s just playing up the moment, reveling in the absurdity of the situation.

when the child finally scampers off, proud of his bravery, the dramatic one steps closer to you, shaking his head with a heavy sigh. “unbelievable. i leave you alone for one second, and this is what happens?” he grumbles, though the grin tugging at his lips betrays his amusement. “what’s next? a line of admirers waiting around the corner?”

if you laugh at his antics, it only fuels his performance. “don’t laugh! this is serious!” he says, though his voice is far from convincing. he leans in closer, his tone dropping to a mock whisper. “tell me the truth—did he win you over? do i have competition now? should i be worried?” his eyes glimmer with playful mischief, his entire demeanor practically begging you to reassure him.

later, he won’t let you forget it. “do you remember earlier? that kid? yeah, i’m still recovering,” he teases, his voice full of faux indignation. “i mean, who does that? confessing right in front of me? bold move, i’ll give him that.” he’ll recount the story to anyone willing to listen, embellishing every detail to make it sound even more dramatic.

“i had to stand there and watch my partner get swept off their feet by a four-foot-tall rival. you have no idea the pain i endured.”

despite all the dramatics, his actions make it clear that it’s all in good fun. he doesn’t actually feel threatened—in fact, he enjoys watching you smile and laugh at his antics. the entire situation only gives him another excuse to shower you with playful affection and remind you in his own ridiculous way just how much you mean to him.

— KAVEH, SAMPO, venti, luka, BOOTHILL, JING YUAN, ITTO, CYNO, kaeya, lyney, BAIZHU, MR. RECA, wriothesley

the quiet ones

when the child approaches you, holding out a flower with trembling hands and a nervous confession, he is instantly at a loss. his breath catches, and he freezes in place, wide-eyed as he tries to process what’s happening. for a moment, he just stands there, completely still, as though moving might draw attention to himself. his hands awkwardly hover near his sides, unsure whether to intervene or stay back.

his gaze darts between you and the child, his face rapidly turning pink as he realizes how sweetly you’re smiling at the little boy. the warmth and gentleness in your voice as you thank the child make his heart ache in the best way possible. he swallows hard, suddenly hyperaware of how soft and kind you are, and it only makes his cheeks burn hotter.

as you crouch down to accept the flower, he glances away, his fingers fidgeting with the hem of his sleeve or brushing through his hair in a nervous attempt to compose himself. it’s not that he’s jealous—no, he wouldn’t even know how to be jealous in this situation—it’s just that seeing someone else, even a child, shower you with admiration leaves him tongue-tied and painfully aware of his own feelings.

he mumbles something under his breath, barely audible, like, “that’s… bold of him.” but the moment the words leave his mouth, he cringes internally, wondering why he couldn’t come up with something better. instead of saying more, he stays rooted in place, trying to appear calm even as the tips of his ears betray him with their deep blush.

when the child looks at him, perhaps seeking approval, he manages a small, awkward smile and a quiet, “good choice.” his voice is soft, almost shy, and there’s a hesitant nod to go along with it. he wants to be encouraging after all, this is a child.

still, he’s not upset—he’s impressed by the child’s courage and, more than anything, endeared by how naturally you handle the situation.

after the child runs off, proud of his brave confession, the flustered quiet one exhales a shaky breath, his shoulders sagging slightly as he finally allows himself to relax. he hesitates before speaking, his voice low and slightly uneven. “that was… something,” he murmurs, a faint smile tugging at his lips as he dares to meet your eyes.

if you tease him, his blush deepens, and he looks away, rubbing the back of his neck. “i’m not flustered,” he insists, though his tone is far from convincing. he might even add, “it’s just… surprising, that’s all.” his attempt to downplay his reaction only makes him seem more endearing, his bashful demeanor a clear giveaway of how much the moment affected him.

for the rest of the day, he’s quieter than usual, replaying the scene in his mind and feeling his heart skip all over again. when he finally gathers the courage to bring it up, it’s in the form of a shy, almost hesitant comment.

“he was pretty brave, you know,” he says softly, his gaze flickering to you before quickly looking away. “but, uh… i hope you know that… well, i admire you too. a lot.”

his words are sincere, even if his voice is barely above a whisper. while he may not be as bold as the child who approached you, his quiet admiration and the way he lingers close to you for the rest of the day speak volumes.

— CAELUS, IMBIBITOR LUNAE/DAN HENG, gallagher, GEPARD, XIAO, DILUC, DAINSLEIF, ALBEDO, ALHAITHAM, NEUVILLETTE

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