#yelan x yn

[covenantofthedeep]

i call and you come through ☆

☆ feat. | lumine, zhongli, lyney, lynette, yelan and kunikuzushi ☆ summary | they help you when you're in trouble. ☆ a/n | a lumine for lumiconic. and a country skewer too. this is so not ok. i'm so sorry if lyney/lynette/anyone is ooc!

lumine |

lumine hadn't expected to see anyone at all, much less you. you were somewhat of a subject of interest to her; she wasn't quite sure what you did, and yet she hated you, or at least she told herself she did. she had headed out with the intent of soaking up the cool air before the morning came and the sun sweltered down again, but instead she'd run into you.

she's so focused on your face, at first--the frozen expression of terror as you scrabble uselessly at the drainpipe attached to your house, the way your lips look as you whisper, "back! get back, oh my archons! get back!"--that she doesn't realize what, exactly, you're sending back, and then she looks down. she has to blink a couple of times; are you really scared of cats?

you glance up at her as she makes her way closer, flashing her a pained smile. "thank archons you're here, lumine, seriously. i really can't manage all of these things by myself." her name in your voice sends a spark through her veins, but she ignores it and rolls her eyes at you. "huh, yn, i thought you were so brave? scared off by a couple of cats, are we?" she bends over to grab one around its waist. it mews plaintively at her as she strokes its head, and your eyes flicker to her hands and make their way to her lips. "i guess you aren't so much the brave knight that you let everyone believe you are?" she glances up at you, at the scarlet blush across your cheeks, and wants to drop the cats and give you a kiss.

"i'm just- i can handle everything else, but not cats," you protest, nudging one away with your foot. she bites her tongue. it's so cute. everything about you is endearing, but she can't say it. oh, archons, what a struggle this is. "can you really handle everything else, though?" she prods at you, nudging a rather insistent gray cat away with her boot.

you look at her with furrowed brows, stepping forward as the cats in your path clear away. "lumine, do you hate me?" you ask her, so sincerely, so nonchalantly, almost as if you don't care what her answer will be either way.

she starts, then stops. she looks at your cheekbone, your right eyebrow, your lips. she glances down at your hands, at her feet, anywhere but your eyes. "yes," she says to the ground.

"huh," you respond, squinting at her. she finally drags her gaze upwards, and your eyes sparkle with amusement. "because it doesn't seem like you do. in fact, it sort of seems like the opposite." and you walk down the pathway towards the gates of mondstadt with a newly acquired pep in your step, leaving her absolutely blindsided and spluttering.

kunikuzushi |

kuni goes explicitly out of his way to avoid bumping into you, so really, he doesn't know why he stops when he sees you almost in tears at a food stall. he hovers behind you for what seems like an eternity, debating tapping you on the shoulder and asking what's wrong. he studies the back of your head and your neck, the slump of your shoulders wonders if he's acting like a creep. the vendor behind the stall has his back to the both of you, busily prepping something that smells absolutely exquisite.

you step back a bit while he's lost in his thoughts and step on his foot--and jump about a foot in the air. "oh, archons!" you exclaim, turning around. "i'm so sorry, kuni. i didn't realize you were there."

his face feels absurdly hot under your direct gaze, and he stutters out something along the lines of oh, it's okay. archons, it's like he's stupid when you're standing in front of him. why did he stop? why didn't he just keep walking? now he's going to be late, and you're still smiling at him, looking insufferably beautiful despite crying your eyes out a moment earlier.

he realizes he'd looked down at your feet, almost instinctively, and slowly drags his gaze upwards to meet your eyes. your eyes, which are perfectly ordinary, perhaps, but they send something through his veins, and they're so arresting, maybe he could drown in them? could he? your eyes, which reflect the stars, but there aren't any, because it's the middle of the day? maybe he's hallucinating, he tells himself.

you smile at him, and he's prepared to do anything you ask him to--honestly, why is he still here? you seem fine, he could probably move on, he thinks, but before he can, the vendor places something down in front of you.

"160 mora," the man tells you, and your brows draw together anxiously as you rummage through your purse. you pull out a handful of coins that jingle against each other in the palm of your hand, and the whole while, kuni watches your face. he watches the way your shoulders tense and the cords on your neck stand out as you swallow, and the way you blink rapidly but a tear slips out anyway. your eyebrows stay scrunched, and he can't resist the urge to pull out his own coin purse and wordlessly set down 160 mora.

you whip your head around to look at him, protesting wildly, but he flashes you a pained smile and tries not to look at your eyes as he steps back. "consider it my treat," he tells you, forcing the words out from his throat, wondering why you have such an impossible hold on him.

as he walks away, he replays the entire exchange in his head and vows to never stop for you again.

yelan |

yelan regrets telling you that you can call her for help whenever, because now your cat's stuck in a tree and she's standing at the base, looking up at it, feeling immensely foolish. you're looking at her, though, and whenever you do that, her heart pounds so hard she's worried it'll leap out of her chest. she's seized by the undeniable urge to leap into the tree and fish your wretched cat out, if only you'll keep looking at her like that.

"please, yelan," you beg her, your face the epitome of pleading. she stares at you for a few seconds longer; in her mind, she's tracing your eyebrows and cheekbones and also your lips, oh archons, your lips. she can feel the heat rising to her cheeks and neck, and she's positive she's red, so she clears her throat and steps towards the tree.

she doesn't do romance, she doesn't do daydreaming about you, and she certainly should not be helping you wrangle your beast of a cat out of this tree, but unfortunately, here she is. you cheer her on as she turns a deeper shade of beet red, climbing up the tree in a way that she never had imagined she would ever do; climbing as though her life depends on it.

she finally reaches a branch that she can comfortably sit on, and realizes, to her horror, that she's out of breath. she leans over and rests her forehead against her knees and wills her breath to slow down so that she doesn't seem so desperately out of shape that you regret having asked her for help. when she looks down at you, you're staring back at her with an intensity in your eyes that makes her blush. "are you okay?" you call, voice threaded with concern. "do you want me to come up there?"

does she want you to come up here indeed. archons, she would kill for you up here. unfortunately, who knows what would happen if you came up here. so she shakes her head and continues upwards, craning her neck to impossible angles to search for your fool of a feline.

zhongli |

zhongli doesn't pine after strangers (albeit a stranger with whom he's gotten rather close over the past few months) and he certainly doesn't stop to help many others. but for some reason, he's spent the evening chasing your dog around your house because you had cornered him earlier when he had been on his ritual walk. your closeness, combined with your hand on his (why did you always feel the urge to touch people in some way or another when you were talking to them?) had dried up all of the words on his tongue, but you had looked at him expectantly and he had nodded. nodded. he doesn't even like dogs.

now, he sits on the ground and tries in vain to coax the dog over (mora, its name was; what a stupid name) but it's set on ignoring him. "come here," he tries. "here! come here!" and then he realizes he's switched to the baby voice you often use on mora and has to glance over his shoulder to make sure no one's watching.

he inhales and leans back against the couch he's sitting in front of, staring at the darkening sky outside and wondering what it is you're up to. perhaps a dinner? when you'd let him in earlier, you'd been all dressed up; hair pinned up and your face bright and glowy. you'd smelled like glazelilies, and he had sputtered out agreements while trying not to look you directly in the eyes. briefly, he wonders who you would go to dinner with--and then banishes the thought from his mind.

mora ambles over to him and settles in his lap, but for once, he finds he doesn't mind. he strokes the dog's head and sighs, finally feeling at ease. "oh, aren't you a little nugget of gold? oh, yes you are. yes you are. yes you are." he's so wrapped up in the dog that he doesn't hear the door open and you come in until you're standing directly in front of him, your shoes dangling from your hand. "enjoying ourselves, are we, zhongli?"

lyney |

lyney has taken a liking to you, as much as he tries to pretend it's just platonic. he follows you around, brushing off your complaints of lyney, please! i need to work! instead choosing to focus on the fact that him being around distracts you from your work. so when he stumbles upon you in tears on the ground, of course he sits down beside you.

you scrub your face with your fists, burying your head in your knees as lyney pats your back awkwardly, unsure of what to do. "yn...?" he finally asks. "are you... are you okay?"

"yeah," you squeeze out. "yeah, i'm fine." you blink up at the sky, trying to stop the pressure of tears from making their way out. "i had been working on these documents for a week, and i tripped over the bridge." you gesture weakly in the general direction of the bridge. "and now they're all... gone. down there. in the water."

he digs around in his pocket, searching desperately for a handkerchief. he had one yesterday, when he was practicing his magic tricks... where is it? where is anything when he needs it? blowing out a frustrated breath that rustles the hair on his forehead, he hands you some fake flowers. "do you want me to go get them?"

you laugh, the sound shaky and tear-filled. "thanks, lyney." you set the flowers by your feet and lean against him. "no, no, please don't. seriously, i don't want you--"

he leaps up, his cape flying out behind him. crossing one foot behind the other, he bows, tearing off his hat. a stray dove soars free, flapping erratically. "anything for you, ma cherie," he says, flashing you a wink. he trots off towards the bridge, his heels clacking against the pavement, heart racing.

you stare after him, unable to stop the laugh from bubbling up in your chest. you wipe your eyes and make your way down after him, calling his name. "no, yn!" he shouts valiantly, looking over his shoulder. "you sit down! and rest! i'll get them for you! i'll get--" and he trips over the bridge, splashing into the water below.

you lunge for the railing, scanning the bubbles worriedly. "lyney!" you yell, debating leaping in after him. "lyney, can you hear me? lyney, if you can hear me, come back! lyney, come back!"

he pops up with a sputter, his hat sodden and filled with--are those your documents? his hair sticks to your forehead, giving him a look akin to a rat, but he flashes you a smile so brilliant it sends your heart galloping again. "for you, ma cherie! for you!"

lynette |

lynette ignores all of your attempts to woo her, despite the fact that they get her heart fluttering. you bring her romaritime flowers every tuesday, garlic baguette on thursdays. she thanks you cordially for these gifts, and then spends an hour writing thank-you letters that she never sends.

lynette tries to avoid you, even adding five minutes to her journeys across the city when she sees you. not because she hates you, but because simply being around you sends her into hysterics. (in her head.) she's flustered, she's red, and you're standing in front of her right now, offering a handful of berries. why, oh why, oh why hadn't she just cut behind the houses? now she's cornered, trying hard not to lose her composure. she closes her eyes and opens them, and you're still there, smiling at her, holding those berries.

"thanks," she mutters, reaching for them. you yank them out of reach and tsk. "you can't have them until you help me with this one thing! just this one, i promise."

she crosses her arms firmly over her chest, because oh my archons, your smile has her fully disarmed. "what is it?"

you clap, beaming. "i knew you'd say yes! i knew it!"

she interrupts you. "no, no, i haven't said yes yet. just tell me what it is."

"okay, okay! okay, you need to help me put up these posters." from seemingly nowhere, you wrench out a stack of crisp thick sheets--all with "REWARD: 5000 MORA. LOST CAT!" printed on them in big, alarming letters. she takes one, her brow furrowing.

"is your cat... lost?" she asks, glancing up at you.

you nod, sighing. "he's been gone since this morning. he's not an outdoor cat, you see. he's just so clingy, and it's not like him to be like this...." you trail off, clearing your throat. "you don't have to help me look for him, but could you please help me put up these posters?"

lynette shifts from foot to foot. she's got loads of work to do with lyney, but also... you're looking at her so plaintively, concern written so clearly in your eyes, that, she feels, to say no would be similar to murdering an animal. a baby animal.

"fine," she huffs, and you grab her hand. "thank you, lynette! thank you, thank you. i'll make it worthwhile, i promise!"

you let go and spin around, heading down the path, but she's frozen, her hand ice-cold and red-hot all at once. "lynette," you call over your shoulder. "are you coming?"

she shakes her head, trying to clear her feelings like cobwebs, and dashes after you.

four hours later, the sun's setting and everything is bathed in a golden glow, almost as though you're a statue. you're spent; exhaustion pools in dark circles under your normally-alight eyes. her legs ache and her fingers hurt from plastering posters on walls. "oh, my poor baguette," you complain, sitting down against a tree.

she can't stifle a chuckle. "you named your cat baguette?"

you look at her indignantly. "she's very long and very brown. it seemed fitting!"

this strikes lynette as the funniest thing she's ever heard, and she laughs until tears run down her face. her ribs ache and her stomach aches, but it's worth it for the look of bemused adoration on your face.

something brushes against her leg and she jumps, shrieking. your grin stretches ear-to-ear, literally, and you dive for the barrel she's sitting on. "baguette!" you yelp, cradling the cat in your arms. "oh, my gosh, baguette!"

the sun vanishes behind the clouds, and they glow from the inside. almost like you, she thinks. it's a picture-perfect scene, an indignant baguette pinned between you and her, one of your arms wrapped around her shoulders as you kiss her cheek. she never wants to leave.

[xiaomainlmao]

For those, who's heart I broke… (various genshin x reader)

Angst, no comfort

Summary- Things that they do, or happen between you both, in a situation where they like you but you don't reciprocate their feelings.

A/n- May feel like a small vent, but here are various genshin characters as some things that my admirers did around me, even though I never liked any of them.

T/w- Uncomfortable behaviour, unrequited love, guilt tripping

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They were forced to admit they liked you in a game of truth or dare, and they saw it as an opportunity to bashfully announce it, trying their best to look cute.

Albedo, Xiao, Diluc, Keqing, Ayaka, Nilou

They made it very obvious they liked you, saying things like they'd be a good boyfriend/girlfriend to you.

Childe, Kaeya, Hu Tao, Kaveh, Itto, Heizou, Lisa, Venti

Would either shamelessly or very shyly flirt with you, maybe even getting a little too touchy, and shake it off as "this is how they are with friends in general".

Childe, Hu Tao, Heizou, Kaveh, Kaeya, Fischl, Lisa, Venti, Ayato

But you knew, and the problem was, you didn't like it. Even if they didn't openly admit it, you knew how jealous they got. Every time they saw you hanging out with a new friend, they'd eye you. If it were someone of the same gender, they may try to shake it off but still feel jealous, trying to deny that you might be on the lgbt spectrum. But if they're of the opposite gender, oh boy. Their jealousy didn't limit to them being either the same gender as you or of the opposite. They just want you.

And they'll always, always try to get you to be the submissive one, because they love you so much they want to pamper you. Maybe, seeing how much they care, you would fall for them?...

Would play/watch/listen to things you like, whether it be an anime, a game or a song, they'll try to find out exactly what you like. After all, that's how people are with their crush, right?...

Some would openly tell you, and look genuinely interested and make you talk just so they could know more.

Childe, Yae Miko, Heizou, Bennett, Hu Tao

Some would be a little quiet, but they try to bring it up in your next conversation.

Tighnari, Albedo, Layla, Ei, Diluc

And some would try to be even more discreet by involving their friends as well.

Cyno, Al Haitham, Xingqiu, Yelan

But it's too obvious.And once you straight up tell them no...

"I hated how you liked talking to my best friend more than you liked talking to me."

"You were jealous."

"Jealous? No I was depressed."

Like bro that doesn't make sense?? It's pathetically obvious how they're trying to blame you for their issues, just because you didn't reciprocate their feelings.

Childe, Xiao, Cyno, Ganyu, Diluc

"This is why people are so intimidated to talk to you."

"You don't get to comment on my lack of friends."

"What I mean is, you're so pretty and hot but your eyes itself spew rejection, how could people not be intimidated by how you look?" They don't look at you as they say this, instead they're looking behind you, at the person who's staring you up and down, proving as a testament to their statement.

Tighnari, Keqing, Kaeya, Childe, Albedo

They proceed to avoid you after that. One month... two months and then, the third and last month of your school. After that, the last day of school. They've avoided you for three months, surely one day is nothing right?

"Hey yn! Can you take a pic for us? Thank you!" Your common friend asks you, and when you go with them to take their picture, you see them. They tense up, and their friends are teasing them about how you both could be an inseparable couple. Your common friend poses with them, a smirk very obvious on their face, trying to tell you that it's your fault that you're "missing out".

But you don't regret it, nor do you care in the slightest. Not after seeing how uncomfortable they could make their crush feel due to their own, irrational obsession with you.

After all, due to those situations, you're aware that you know them better than your "common friend".

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A/n- These situations actually took place irl. I was just thinking about it since school's over and it sounded a lot like a story so here we are. I just needed to get it out somehow lol, especially since some of the things they told me were rather... weird. Valentine's day is a good day to post this haha.

(Also, Childe is highlighted in orange here bc I see him as a ginger lmao)

[lolishdes]

❝…But Perhaps Someone else does?❞ || AlHaitham x Reader

✧A/N: Take note that this part is only considered as an alternative ending if some of you are not satisfied with the “He Loves me not” ending. Because originally YNs story ends with leaving Diluc and that's it, but since you don't like what that cheating bastard did, here you all go.

If some of you are interested in reading other thoughts I have about this story, please click here! Enjoy my loves!

✧Warning/s: Smut, mentions of bruises caused by Diluc

✧Synopsis: Your life seems to only get harder as you are going through your divorce. However a familiar face suddenly comes back to your life, his lingering touches and unforgettable memories start resurfacing. Should you really be dwelling in the past? 

✧Word Count: 6.2k words

Minors kindly don't interact!

You knew that things would only get ugly from here on out. Oh how you wish this divorce would go smoothly, for Diluc to just settle things as quickly as possible and agree to your terms but of-fucking-course he had to make things much more difficult than it should be. Who are you kidding, it's Diluc you're talking about here, should you really be surprised?

Despite the taunts and screaming you both did that one dreadful night, it seems he still isn't willing to let you go as his wife. You concluded it's perhaps some sense of embarrassment he feels as the public would soon find out his failed marriage, that although he seems to have it all, in the end he is just as flawed as everyone else. And just like many husbands before him, he brings shame to the marriage caused by his own folly.

After all, there's nothing more harmful to a man than when his ego is being hit.

But oh well, you have other things to worry about. He may be a bother but that doesn't stop you from living your life. You buried yourself with endless paperwork, spending hours in the office just so you could avoid ever giving a single thought about that red headed bastard… But deep down it's also because once you get back to your apartment no one awaits you. At least before there was someone, even though said someone was a fool, at least there was just someone there. 

Sadly there's consequences to this endless workload you have put on yourself. Having to neglect yourself, especially with the amount of sleep you've been getting. Fortunately Yelan is there to help you out. Whenever and wherever you need her, somehow she pops into your life and simply makes things a little more bearable. 

“Here, I bought some grilled chicken with salad at the sides, don't forget to eat them, alright?” Yelan places down the take out food on your desk, the smell wafts through your nose, enticing you to devour it as soon as possible. You smile at her kindness, she honestly didn't need to do all of this, using up her time and complaining nonstop was already enough. And yet here she is going the extra mile for you.

“What are you smiling for? Go eat your food, you rampant raccoon.” Yelan pushes the paper bag towards you as she jests. She's been calling you a raccoon for the past few weeks now, pointing out the obvious eye bags that are under your eyes. Though she calls you this in an affectionate way, it's her way of lightening up the mood. You roll your eyes at that and place the food out of the paper bag, setting it down and pushing your paperwork to the side. 

The food was still fresh and warm, satisfying the uncomfortable feeling of your stomach. While you start  eating Yelan sits on the chair opposite to you and combs her hair away, sighing dramatically. “So, what's the update on that jackass, huh? Still playing hard to please or what?” “Yeah, I can feel that he’s trying to prolong this whole thing, it's pathetic really. Can’t he see that the sooner he agrees to the divorce the sooner he can be with that homewrecker.”

You looked down at your food, irritation evident on your face. You stabbed a particular chicken piece with the plastic fork, putting a little extra force. You couldn't bring yourself to even say their names, it just leaves a bad taste in your mouth. 

Yelan frowns at your reaction, she places her hand on top of yours and rubs your hand in comfort. “Hey, let's talk about something else, alright? I heard that AlHaitham just came back, why don't you see him sometime?” Your body freezes at the name, it’s one you haven't heard in a while.

Yelan doesn't notice your reaction as she stands up from her seat and starts walking a bit around your office. “I’m sure you guys have things to catch up on. The guy probably misses you, well let’s hope he has time to see you. You know him, that damn casanova haha.” Yelan giggles to herself and your mind lingers a little more. Right, you've known Haitham for a while now…a while is a bit of an understatement thought. 

And it's true that you guys have things to catch up on. After all, after you got married he left Mondstadt and went back to his home country, Sumeru to become a lawyer. That was years ago with not a single word from him.

Yelan and you continue talking while you finish your meal. Yet even then Haitham’s name rings at the back of your mind. After you were left alone you continued on with your work until it was already evening. Since you've been sitting for a good few hours you stretched your body as it relaxes as a response. A satisfied sigh escapes you, you stand up from your seat and stare at the view behind you. Your office was located at the top of the building and behind you was glass, this enabled you to see the view of the city, it's a sight you're never tired of seeing. 

Your fingers touch the glass as you faintly see your reflection. Your thoughts roam back to what Yelan said a while ago, about visiting Haitham and catching up. You don't mind doing so, seeing a long time friend wouldn't be bad! But at the same time you're unsure. After all, you both left your relationship very…questionable and unsure. 

Leaning your forehead on the glass, your mind then remembers back to earlier memories of Haitham. You scoff just thinking about that night. 

–––––––––

You retreat back to hiding behind the grass walls, yet not leaving just yet. “You're here.” Diluc spoke gently, a hint of joy in his tone. Jean gave a gentle laugh. “Yes I am, in the flesh. and I intend to stay here a little longer.” Although you cannot see what they are doing, you are most definitely sure they just share a kiss after that. Your whole body starts to shake and your eyes are getting blurry from the tears that are threatening to fall down. In that moment you can't seem to speak nor move, you felt powerless, alone and…vulnerable. 

You start to tremble, your hands clutching the grass behind you, trying to find any kind of support to keep you standing. Suddenly a hand gently grabs your wrist and pulls you closer to them, you slowly turn to the person…it was Haitham. Haitham rarely showed emotions on his face, but these were one of the rare times wherein he showed concern towards you.

You still haven't said a word yet tears were already falling down, your face scrunches up as you sob. “Hayi I–” You spoke in a whisper however you saw the way Haithams eyes were already planning something else. Haitham walks right past you however you pull him back. “I’m going to kill him.” “Haitham please no, let’s just go, okay?” He looked back at you, anger was evident on his face. “He can't just do this to you–” He cut himself off as he saw the state you were in. 

It just hurts seeing you like this. 

Without a word he pulls you close to him, hugging you while you rest your head on his chest. You sob as quietly as you can while Haitham gently combs your hair. He was practically hovering over you, as if hiding you away from the cause of your heartbreak. Both of you stayed like that for a while just so you could get your emotions out.

After a while Haitham drags you away from the scene and both of you scurry away from the venue, with the state you're in you couldn't possibly continue with the night. Your heart felt incredibly painful while walking, Haitham’s arm was still wrapped around your shoulder since you still haven't recovered a proper pacing to your steps.

He called Yelan to come find you two. Currently Haitham and you were waiting by the entrance for the car to come fetch you.  As soon as Yelan got the text she ran as fast as she could to you,  a worried look on her face as soon as she saw you were practically leaning on Haitham for support. You turn to her and tears immediately fall down once again, you give Yelan a big hug as you sobbed. You tried explaining to Yelan what happened, words were practically slurred and broken by your sniffling. 

Yelan panics a little by your state, she clearly doesn't understand anything you're saying but still tries to. When the car arrives she comes with you inside, the last thing you want right now is to be alone. As Haitham was about to shut the door he gave Yelan a serious look. “Take care of her for me, okay?” Yelan nodded and pulled you even closer to her side. “Of course, you don't have to tell me twice. You’ll handle the guests inside, right?” “Yeah I will, now go be safe.”

Soon the car left his vision as it got farther and farther. 

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A frustrated sigh escapes you, your hand forms into a fist as you lightly bang on the glass. Fuck was that day a train wreck, you wonder why you didnt simply slap that man across the face when you had the chance. But you suppose you can't do anything now, back then you were still a fool in love, wallowing in your own sadness and pity. But not anymore, you've grown tired of all that. 

Your thoughts were then interrupted when suddenly the telephone on your desk rings. You immediately walk towards it and pick up to answer. “Yes Yanfei what is it?” “Ma'am some woman just barged right in, I told her to wait since you're busy but–” The door abruptly opens and reveals...Oh. 

Ah, this headache just never ceases does it? “It’s alright Yanfei, thank you for informing me.” You placed the phone back down as you stared back at the blonde in front of you, a look of irritation was all you gave her, not a single word was spoken for a while. Both of you just stood there, staring at one another in silence, daring the other to give in.

A pleasant smile was plastered on her face, but you know all too well there were thorns hidden within it. She lets out a frustrated sigh while looking away at you, she knows all too well what you're playing at and you showed no signs at talking first. She removes her black coat and drops it at a nearby couch. “You should teach that assistant of yours some manners.” “My employees are none of your business.” She simply raised her eyebrows and smiled at this,  a feisty one are you?

“You're not one for games are you, alright i'll go straight to the point.” She stands before you, confidence and sureness radiating from her. “I suggest you stop this petty war, this would only be a detriment to both of you.” You scoff at this, was this why she came? To comment about your divorce? Wow the nerve of this woman. 

“I never knew Diluc was this much of a coward, allowing you to talk on his behalf. Once you see him tell him I don't bite, yeah?” Jean's face suddenly cracks, her eyes furrow in anger. “Just think about it, divorcing him would only damage both of your reputations and the bonds of both of your families!” “So is that what Diluc wants to tell me? That he does'nt want this divorce because his fucking reputation is on the line, along with his fathers approval? He can flaunt his daddy issues and insecurities somewhere else.” You divert your attention towards your desk, you fix the paperwork and folders that are scattered around. You didn't want to give this woman the time nor day, the audacity really. 

Jean watches you and wasn't pleased by this. Her hands clutch into a fist, her patience was runner low. “You know what, I felt bad for you back then. You seem to really care about Diluc, but now I see who you truly are, no wonder why time and time again he chose to run back to me.” You stop what you were doing and suddenly grab Jeans collar, inching her close to you. You clutch on her collar hard, not letting her pull away as your face was close to hers. 

“You come to my office, disrespect my staff and now disrespect me? You really know no boundaries do you?” You release her, harshly pushing her off away from you. She stumbles back as she clutches the place you just grabbed. “Leave.” Jean huffs, anger and fear was both evident on her face. She grabs her coat and proceeds to slam your doors shut, a loud bang follows. 

Anger was still rising within you, could things get any worse? You slumped down and sat on your chair, you started to scratch your temples in frustration and rub your hand on your face. God you feel so messed up right now, you can't seem to catch a break. First it was Diluc and now it was his woman? As if Diluc wasn't a handful already. Tears of frustration fell down the corners of your eyes, you were just so angry so…tired.

Jean's words hit a nerve within you, sure you don't love Diluc anymore but that doesn't mean you aren't hurt by the very fact that you were betrayed. Betrayed not once but multiple times as well, and the craziest part was back then you simply allowed it, turning a blind eye every time. 

Fuck you felt to terrible right now, you just needed someone right now. You can't bear the suffocating silence of the office. You brought out your phone and was about to call Yelan, however your phone suddenly pops a notification, someone just texted you. The person didn't have a name, you clicked on the message and viewed their text, you half expected it's probably spam or some person trying to scam you.

Unknown: Hey, is this still your number? If it is then do you want to meet up? My doors are open for you, same place and passcode. See you here.

You immediately knew who messaged you. The dry and direct way of texting was already obvious who it was, its Haitham. You wipe the tears off your face and stare at the message for a while, contemplating whether to accept his offer or not. Holy shit you haven't seen him for a while and now he just wants to meet you back at his apartment like it's nothing? You don't know if its the fucked up feelings you have right now but you said screw it and start grabbing your things and head to your car. 

At this point what do you have to lose anyways? You started your car and drove off to the location, you knew where it was already. Hell, how could you forget? It's where you and Haitham used to spend many hours during your college days. Late night study hours, staying up at night to watch movies… and even find one another tangled up naked on each other's bodies under the bed sheets. 

Your relationship with Haitham was undefined. You were close, more than friends yet less than lovers type of thing. There was always that spark, that something between you two. Yet neither of you said anything nor pursued it, maybe it was for the best? You don't know. But all you knew is that back then you were fine with that dynamic. After all you guys were in college, fooling around and experimenting was what you guys did best. And both of you were the perfect match. 

But you suppose no fruitful relationship would bloom between you two, after all he was one who had a lot of casual sex with different women. That's a little bit of a surprise considering that he doesn't look the type, but oh well looks can be deceiving. Knowing that, you obviously wouldn't see him as boyfriend material, the heartbreak would not be worth it. And yet here you are heartbroken and driving off to meet him. 

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Once you've arrived you parked your car, you were about to get out when you just remembered you looked like absolute shit right now. Black mascara smudged the corners of your eyes while dark circles were under your eyes. Thankfully you bring your beauty kit everywhere, you grab your necessities and head to the bathroom of the apartment building. 

You applied a fresh coat of mascara, eyeliner and lip tint on you. While those set into your skin and dry you combed your hair, praying to god they behave properly tonight. After that you sprayed yourself with perfume, letting every inch of your body be coated in the floral scent. As you look at the mirror you turn and look at every inch of yourself, alright you look decent at least, well it's the best that you can do. 

After one last look in the mirror you grabbed your things and headed up to his apartment. You took the elevator and tapped on the button to the highest floor where Haitham is. Mid way going up a pang of realization hits you. Oh my gods why are you assuming that Haitham was gonna fuck you? What if he just really wants to see you since it's been years? You groan and lean on the elevator walls, wow are you assuming things, you look like a fool right now. You're not even sure if he even likes you that way anymore! 

A ping rings as it indicates that you have already arrived. “Oh gooood.” You groan as you step out of the elevator. You know what fuck it, you’re already here might as well go through with the original plan. Once you've come face to face with his door you press down the passcode, and just as expected it worked. 

As you slowly opened the door you could see the living room of Haitham just a few feet away, a nostalgic feeling rises within you. Everything stayed the same, the same decorations, the same furniture arrangement… you can't help but miss it. 

“Haitham? Hello? Are you here?” You call out his name, you know he's here, it's just that you're making sure. You walk over to his kitchen, maybe he’s there? Nope, it was empty as well. Just then you heard footsteps behind you, without thinking of much you turned. “There you are, why didn't you answ– AHH!” You stumble back a bit from the sight, Haitham was drying his hair with a towel while being shirtless, only wearing a pair of gray sweatpants. “Stop making so much noise, I already told you I was waiting here.” 

You beg the archons above to help you, cause you're definitely not Barbatos’ strongest soldier. Haitham walks past you and goes into the kitchen and gets some drinks in the fridge. “Go sit on the couch, I'll join you in a bit.” You complied without a word and headed to the living room, you sat down and looked at your surroundings. Yup still left how you remember it was. Though that's only to be expected, Haitham was never one for redecorating anyways…

Haitham comes back and sets some beer down. “Are you not going to wear a shirt?” “I’m in the comfort of my home, I get to dress how I like.” “Well yeah, if you're alone but you have a guest right here.” Haitham shrugs at this and has a sly smirk on his face. “You're already used to it anyways.” He takes a gulp of his beer and walks to the other side of the couch you're sitting on. He’s putting some distance between you two. There was only silence for a while, Haitham took gulps and sips of his drink while looking at the windows, you on the other hand was awkwardly holding the beer with both of your hands. 

“So, how've you been? Heard you're some ruthless lawyer now, things seem to go smoothly for you.” “Hmm more or less, there's a lot of work to be had in Sumeru along with clients. I've been kept busy.” “That's good to hear, that's what you've always wanted, right? Your dreams are coming true.” You smile bitterly down the unopened can of beer you held, he moved on with life without you. Everything was going so right for him, and what about you? A fucking mess that’s what.

Haitham takes notice of your expression and asks a question himself. “And you? Are things going well on your end?” God you didn't want to lie to Haitham, but something within you wants to. Maybe it's because you don't want him to see you in such a wreck, to see you so vulnerable…to see you finally got your karma after being such a fool despite his warnings before. 

“T-things are great, of course! Yelan’s been coming to my office and been pretty busy with work too–”

“Bullshit.”

Haitham fully turned his body towards you, his eyes were staring right at you and a stern look was plastered on his face. Your eyes look away from him, shame and embarrassment on your face as you stop speaking. A sigh from Haitham follows, he places his can on the small table in front of him. “You're still a horrible liar until now.”

He moves to the other side of the couch where you are, you feel so small right now. All exposed like this, a complete mess both mentally and emotionally. As he inches closer you prepare yourself for Haitham's harsh words, though they may sting to hear, you know that they are nothing but the truth. 

However that did not come true. Instead, you felt warmth touch your face, his index finger glides on your left cheek swiping away some strands of hair in the process. You finally look at him, his face closer than ever. To your surprise he held a very soft expression, but that's not the only thing you notice. He has definitely matured and aged like fine wine, you can see some wrinkles under his eyes, his chin is more defined, and you can tell by the finger on your skin that his hands have gotten rougher. 

Fuck why are you thinking about all this? 

Why the hell do you know if his skin got rougher or every little thing that has changed on his face? Pathetic, that's what your brain is. 

“You haven't changed a bit, have you? With how you're acting you're definitely not helping your case.” A soft smile was on his face, his finger gently brushing your skin still. You gently swath his hand away from your face, what is he doing right now? Is he trying to be condescending? To mock you? 

Haitham sees your frown, you're really trying your hardest not to look at him, huh? “Hey, talk to me.” His voice was soft and his attention was all on you. Fuck all of this, you dont need this kind of embarrassment right now. “Haitham no, god It was a mistake to come here.” You stood up from the couch and headed straight to the door. Why in hell did you think this was a good idea, you should've known by now that impulsive choices wouldn't get you anywhere good. “Y/N hold on, listen to me please!” Haitham grabs a hold of your arm, rendering you unable to take another step.

But his grip wasn't painful…it wasn't painful like the way Diluc handled you that one night. Instead it felt as if he was trying his best not to hurt you yet still keeping you from leaving just yet. You turn to face him, releasing yourself from his grip in the process. “Fine, you want to talk, let's talk! My life is a mess Haitham, you were right that Diluc wasn't going to change and dammit I knew that too! Is that what you want to fucking hear form me? That you were right?” You finally release the anger swelling inside you, but fuck was it wrong to do all this. He doesn't deserve to be screamed at, damn was this a horrible way to reunite. 

Your chest heaves from anger yet even after you've shown such an ugly side of yourself Haitham’s face stays calm and gentle. “I'm just so tired right now Haitham, I feel terrible. I just want the pain to end.” You start wiping off some angry tears, there wasn't much to wipe away considering that you've been crying so many times already. 

Seeing this Haitham brings his arms closer to yours and embraces you in a warm hug. “Haitham what are you do–” “Shh don't speak.” And you followed him. Both of you stood there in silence once again, only the occasional sniffling from you can he heard while Haitham rubs your back in comfort. 

Haitham closes his eyes seeing the state that you're in. He can't believe he just left you all alone to fend for yourself. He out of all people should know what loneliness is like. And yet here he is, leaving Mondstadt where he knew your husband would keep hurting you time and time again. And right now you've reached your breaking point. 

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He was kissing you so aggressively. Fuck its been a while since youve been intimate with him, and even after years later that fire within you still burns for him. Most of your clothes were torn off and both of you were left vulnerable. Haitham above you soaks in the sight, lays before him as you are left breathless and needy for his touch. Your legs were spread and lay between his hips, while you bit your finger to suppress some noises to escape your lips. 

Fuck do you look breathtaking right now.

Haitham thinks you've definitely become more beautiful over the years, your hips are more defined and you're more sensitive to touch. You look like you've been blessed by the gods themselves.

He starts kissing you again, capturing your lips with his, there was more tongue going on now. It was simply a natural reaction, whenever he gets too riled up he can't help but kiss you. His hands start fondling your chest, pinching and rubbing them to get those soft moans out of you and while he's doing that he's grinding his clothed cock on you. “Mm! Haitham!” “Shh I got you, honey” His fingers were replaced so this time his mouth was the one stimulating your gorgeous tits. His fingers were busy fondling your sweet pussy through your panties, making sure to tease it enough that you're getting wet. 

Once he hears your whines he finally gives you mercy and rips your panties off you. You could hear the fragile fabric tear off, you let out a soft groan and Haitham simply chuckled. “Sorry about that, I’ll buy you a new pair, yeah?” His fingers start rubbing your sensitive clit, rubbing it in circular motion before teasing your entrance. He always knew how to pleasure you, the right amount of pressure and time to put in each place of your body. Finally he puts a finger inside you and your back arches in pleasure, Haitham bites his lip at your reaction. 

That's it, succumb to the pleasure.

Once he sees that you're bucking your hips for more he pulls his finger out and slaps your sensitive cunny. You jump at that and moan out. “Tsk tsk so impatient.” All you can do is whine out while Haitham puts his finger back in, but this time he adds a second one. “Let me take care of you, pretty. So just lay there and feel good” His fingers thrust in and out of you, your hands find themselves clutching on his bedsheets. His pace starts to quicken and soon he finds the spot that has you quivering all over your body. You're moaning out to Haitham’s name while Haitham simply watches you in complete pleasure, god he misses hearing you like this.

“Haitham I’m going to cum!” 

“Go ahead, cum for me please.” 

You shut your eyes as you could feel the bundles within your stomach start to tear apart as you reach your climax. You slowly ride out your orgasm, his fingers leave you gently since you're still very sensitive down there. Haitham gets some tissues by the night stand and cleans his fingers, after that he takes a hold of your face. Your breathing was still a little uneven as you're still trying to calm down. “Are you alright? Want me to help you take a bath?” 

Wait…what? Bath? Was he already done?

You were suddenly out of your daze and sat up to look at Haitham. “...Bath? Wait, that was it?” Your eyes furrow in worry. Oh god you hope that wasn't it, that he just gave you some mind blowing orgasm out of pity? 

Haitham can see your panic, already making conclusions but he stops before you leave again. He cups your cheek. “Y/N, listen to me. I would love  more than anything to make love with you tonight, but I just can’t– fuck.” He stops himself from finishing as he rests his forehead on yours, closing his eyes as if he's contemplating something. He sighs before continuing.

“I just don't want to take advantage of your feelings right now, that's the last thing that I want from this.”  You grab a hold of the back of Haitham’s neck and pull him into a kiss. Take advantage of your feelings? Fuck he was the one of the few good things that appeared during this  whole mess and he’s just going to back off now? 

You pull away from the kiss and look directly at his eyes. “You're not taking advantage of anything Haitham, in fact this, no, you are what I need right now. Now finish what you goddamn started.” Haithams eyes widened at your bold statement. There was not a speck of unsureness in your voice nor eyes. He pushes you back down and grabs a hold of your hips, he grinds his clothed cock on you, adding pleasure to your sensitive cunny. 

He then starts removing his boxers. Once his member was exposed you couldn't help but reach your foot out and rub him. You licked your lips as you could feel his hardness, Haitham can see your eagerness. “You really can't wait, can you?” “Nope, now get to it~” He wastes no time and starts pumping himself, after that he gently teases your entrance once again. You let out a whiney moan as a response, first it was his tip entering until his whole cock was inside. 

God you felt so full while Haitham was clenching his teeth at the tightness. Fuck your feel so warm too, its tempting to start thrusting inside you mercilessly. You could see that he was trying to hold himself back, you touch his face while your thumb rubs him gently. "Go get what you want, big guy, I'm not stopping you.” 

You don't need to tell him twice. Haitham pushes your legs closer to your body and has a strong grip at the back of your thighs. He starts thrusting into you, in this position he has complete control of your body while all you could do is take it for him. You start moaning out loud, oh god he really wasn't holding back, is he? Skin slapping echoes throughout the room, above you Haithams eyes were laces with pure lust for you.

Before until now you're still like a drug to him, he's always coming back for more even though he knows he should stop. He should stop because these unnecessary feelings within him should not exist. But fuck all that when you're here right now, you’re here running to him for comfort and vulnerability and not that bastard of a husband of yours. You chose him. 

He continues with the merciless pacing, he can see your eyes roll back from pleasure. Fuck, you were beautiful like this, under his bed, pleasured by his touch, and all vulnerable for only his eyes. He releases your thighs and brings them to his sides, then he flips you on your stomach. He starts thrusting inside you again, your feet were trashing to the sides however he uses his legs to cage them and render you more to his mercy. He whispers in a husky voice. “Don't run away, this is what you wanted, right?~” 

You could feel his balls slap your pussy while his cock kept thrusting inside you. Tears roll down your eyes in pleasure, holy fuck you were close. 

Just then your phone starts to light up and vibrate, your eyes shot open and was about to grab the phone to turn it off, however Haitham took it first and read the caller's name. It was Diluc, Haitham tsks at this however you have no idea who's calling.

“Haitham who is it–Ah!” You moan out as Haitham continues to thrust inside you but at a slower pace instead. “Don't worry, I’ll handle this myself.” He answers the call and brings the phone to his ear, he then leans his whole body on your back, making sure that you too can hear the voice at the other line.

“Y/N? We need to talk right now, what the hell did you do to Jean? I swear if you lay another finger on her–”

“Sorry but ah, Y/N is busy right now, aren't you pretty one?~” Haitham brings the phone close to your mouth and thrusts deep and hard, this gets a squeak out of you while loud slapping of skin can also be heard.

At the other line Diluc was fuming. “You're that Alhaitham guy, aren't you? Heh I knew you and her were–” Before he could finish Haitham ends the call and pushes the phone to the sides, his pacing does not stop and you were getting delirious from the pleasure.

You kept calling out to Haitham nonsensically, you don't even know why you're calling him out, you just kept doing it. Helplessly your hands reach out to the bed sheets and start to move away from Haitham, god the pleasure was getting too much that you don't know what to do. Haitham sees this and grabs you by the chin, his hot breath near your ear. “Don't run off now, come on just a little more.” Haitham’s eyes then linger down your neck, something has caught his eyes and brushes your hair to the sides.

There were bruises at the sides of your neck, but since they're at the back of your neck they were hidden by your hair, fuck why didn't he see this before? Haitham's eyes darken at the sight. “Did he do this to you?” “Haitham please I..” “Answer me, Y/N.” Tears fall down your eyes, Haitham sees this and starts kissing the tears away and slowly drags his lips down to the marks on your neck. “I'll deal with that bastard later.” 

Haitham continues to kiss gently on your neck while he thrusts himself animalistically into you, you both could feel your climaxes reaching. “Oh god Haitham im close!” “Call me how you used to call me.” You whine hearing this, he wants you to call him that nickname you gave him years ago?

“H-hayi! Hayi I’m close please make me cum, please!” Haitham huffs out in satisfaction and thrusts faster. He can feel your walls tighten and your feet thrashing a little more. “Come on dearest you can do it.” Him whispering that was what made you release as you push your head up and moan out loud. Your grip on Haitham cock was so tight he had to clench his teeth, after he made you cum he pulled out and released on your back. Cum drips down from your back to your ass.

Your head rested tirelessly on the bed, your heart was still pounding from the intensity while you tried your best to catch your breath. Haitham rests his head by your relaxed shoulder and pets your hair. 

“You did amazing~”

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Haitham and you were unable to wash up after the act, you passed out as soon as you released. But that's alright, this gives Haitham time to adore your peaceful sleeping face. He hasn't seen this sight in years, when you would sleep beside him after an intense night and wake up the next morning to make each other breakfast. He brushes his finger on your cheek lovingly.

He will never forgive anyone, especially your ex husband, for what he has done. But most importantly he could never find it within to forgive himself. He let his own jealousy get the better of him after your wedding and left you alone. He curses himself, for not fighting for you, for not staying, and for seeing what you've become. 

He then makes a bold statement, one only the moon and him will be the witness of, silently he whispers. 

“I love you, sleep well.”

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