#treats.fic!

[genshintreats]

if you're comfortable with it, would you mind writing for a self-aware Thoma? one where he knows he's within the game if you don't mind (^-^)

..WHILE YOU'RE AWAY.

..characters included: thoma.

..synopsis: a self-aware thoma waits 'patiently' for his s/o.

..word count: 556

..pronouns: they/them! gender neutral reader.

..warnings: brief inazuma archon quest spoilers, maybe?

..treats' thoughts: this was really interesting to think about! thank u for requesting and i hope this suffices. apologies if it seems a little short! <3

  thoma didn't understand the vision hunt decree placed over inazuma's islands. it wasn't that he didn't understand the act, nor the motive - the raiden shogun had done an amazing job of making that clear. the concept thoma failed to understand was whether it was necessary.

  trapped in the komore teahouse, thoma was lost in thought, eyes wondering mindlessly around the various pieces of furniture ayaka had insisted were needed. being put on 'house arrest' (or teahouse arrest, as ayaka liked to put it) was slowly becoming one of the worst experiences of the blonde's life. he often didn't have time to consider topics such as these, nor did he have any interest in them, but thoma had found a thought that seemed to be recurring often now that he had nothing else occupying his empty mind:

  the vision hunt decree was incredibly stupid.

  it wasn't necessary. how vision-holders affected their god's 'eternity' didn't click with him.

  although, he'd found recently a lot of this world's logic didn't click with him. not anymore, anyway; it seemed as soon as thoma had come to terms with the whole 'being in a game' thing, everything had gotten a whole lot more confusing.

  "thoomaa~!"

  a familiar voice calls him from his thoughts, and thoma almost knocks himself back down while getting up. he finds you at the teahouse's entrance with a wide grin.

  "y/n! long time, no see!" he'd announce to the entire room. his sentence wasn't entirely true, you had pointed out. although time in your world was different to his, it'd only been a day or so here. "hm, i guess. it feels like forever, though!" the male would roll his eyes, taking his hand and leading you towards the room where he was seated earlier. "come, tell me everything i've missed!"

  you giggled, taking his outstretched hand and walking after the other.

**

  although his time with you always seemed quick - either he was having too much fun or it always happened to cut short, he wasn’t sure - today’s talk seemed to run even quicker.

  “well, i suppose i should be off soon.” you’d begin, pushing to sit up straight from where you lay beside the other. as much as you didn’t want to leave, as much as you wanted to stay here and talk with your lover for (a nice kind of) eternity, your duties in other areas awaited. thoma was aware of this, well aware. 

  “must you..?” he’d pout, half of him wanting to tug you back to the ground where he remained, seemingly lifeless if not for the slow rising of his chest. 

  “you know how it is, dear.” leaving those last words in the air, you made your way to the open doorway metres away. “i’ll be back soon enough, after all.” you’d remind him, a tiny smile on your features. 

  bidding his goodbyes, thoma’s eyes found the roof of the teahouse once more. it seemed repetitive; this cycle of waiting until you arrive, just to start waiting again. sometimes, it seemed as if it was worthless, as if maybe he should just walk out of the teahouse’s confinements, avoid the decree all together or just play along with it. 

  it was a thought thoma didn’t stick to; not for a while, anyway. he had better things to wait on.

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