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Sugary and Sweet | Suguru Geto |
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The sound of Geto quietly gagging as held back the urge to vomit made (Y/n) look in the corner of his eyes at his upperclassman.
The (H/c)-haired teenager brought his gaze forward as he tried to figure out what he should do in this sort of situation.
Gojo was nowhere to be found since he was on a mission by himself like usual, so Geto and (Y/n) were the ones sharing a mission that had just finished an hour prior.
The two sat outside a gas station so that they could relax before heading back to Jujutsu High.
Geto's purple eyes held disgust in them as he swallowed down the final orb of cursed energy which caused a shiver to run up his spine.
(Y/n) sat quietly for a few moments before deciding to get up onto his feet and head into the gas station to grab something for the both of them.
Geto wiped his mouth with the back of his hand watching as the (H/c)-haired underclassman walked into the building beside them.
The raven-haired teenager didn't seem bothered to ask where the other was going as he was more focused on not getting sick and ignoring the taste of vomit that was being wiped up with a cloth that evaded his mouth.
A few minutes passed, and the sound of electronic doors opening caused Geto to shift his eyes in that direction.
(Y/n) could be seen carrying a bag of goodies as he walked over to the nauseated raven-haired teenager.
"...here," (Y/n) muttered as he handed Geto a can of soda.
Geto stared at the can that was given to him before popping the lid open.
"Thanks," Geto murmured as he took a sip from the sugary and sweet drink that took over his taste buds.
The (H/c)-haired teenager said nothing but a single nod as he sat down beside the slightly older teenager, popping his can of soda open.
(Y/n) brought the can up to his lips and took a sip of (F/d) as he leaned forward, his chin propped up against the palm of his hand.
Geto side-eyed his underclassman for a few moments before pulling the can of soda away from his lips.
"You didn't have to," he says, breaking the silence between each other.
(Y/n) blinked before looking at the other boy in the corner of his eyes.
"I know I didn't, but I wanted to."
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raiphoria · 2 months
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Mochi Stealer | Satoru Gojo |
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(Y/n) stared at the male that stood in front of him with an annoyed look on his face.
A set of vivid blue eyes stared back at him with a sparkle of mischief on them as their owner held a cocky grin on his lips.
"Oh, come on, (N/n)! You still can't be pissed because I stole your last mochi you weren't touching," the male, Satoru Gojo, says in a teasing tone.
(Y/n) rolled his eyes and turned away from the taller teenager with a frown tugging at his lips. "For all you could know, I could've been saving the last piece. But no, you just had to steal it because of your sweet tooth," he grumbled.
Gojo smiled as he threw his arm over (Y/n)'s shoulders which caused the (H/c)-haired male to stumble the second when the white-haired boy leaned his weight against him.
"That might be true... But I just couldn't let it go to waste!" Gojo replied.
"It wouldn't have gone to waste, you idiot!" (Y/n) scoffed, rolling his eyes at the boy beside him.
Gojo didn't seem to be bothered by the fact that his classmate was ticked off of him.
The two had just gotten off a mission several hours prior and they decided to get snacks once the two of them were finished to get refilled with the energy they had lost during their fight with a cursed spirit.
"If I buy you mochi, will you forgive me?" Gojo asks, leaning his face closer to (Y/n)'s so that they can meet eye-to-eye.
Vivid blue eyes met with (E/c) as the two males looked at each other in silence.
(Y/n) still had a frown on his lips as he stared at the boy who dared to steal the last piece of mochi from him.
Gojo started to pout when he saw that he wasn't getting a response. "I'll buy you as many mochi as you want!" He says.
The (H/c)-haired boy felt like he wanted to roll his eyes at the other. "Promise?" He asks, raising an eyebrow at the Gojo heir.
Gojo immediately nodded his head. "Promise," he repeated.
(Y/n) stood in silence for a few moments before releasing a heavy sigh from his lips. "Fine..." He muttered.
Gojo's eyes brightened, a look of relief coming across his face.
"Come on, then! Let's go get your mochi!" Gojo exclaimed as he grabbed (Y/n)'s hand and started to drag him to the nearest bakery.
"Wah– Hey! I can walk myself!" (Y/n) shouted.
Gojo just laughed as he continued to walk.
The (H/c)-haired male watched as Gojo led him in the direction of the nearest bakery just to get more mochi.
A small smile crawled up onto (Y/n)'s lips when he saw a smile, a look of determination and relief on Gojo's face.
Maybe Gojo wasn't as bad as what (Y/n) originally thought.
But, Gojo was still the mochi stealer, after all.
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raiphoria · 9 months
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Mine, and Only Mine | Scaramouche |
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"Lord Balladeer," a stern, but calming voice spoke up causing the named male to veer around his attention over to the one that had called out to him.
Scaramouche's eyes narrowed up a little as he watched a male with (H/l) (H/s) (H/c) locks. He knew who this male was and grumbled lowly under his breath.
"More paperwork?" Scaramouche scoffed out as he watched the Fatui member enter his room with several files of paperwork that he'll be working on.
The male, (Y/n), nodded his head at the Harbinger's words as he walked over to the desk and placed it beside where all the other untouched files of paperwork lay.
Scaramouche stared blankly at the Fatui member, his personal servant, for a few moments before grumbling quietly under his breath.
"Stay," he ordered, stopping the (H/c)-haired male from leaving his office.
(Y/n) turned toward the Harbinger, wondering why he wanted him to stay.
(E/c) eyes shimmered in amusement as their owner watched as Scaramouche walked up to him.
Scaramouche came to a stop in front of the taller male and stood right in front of him with his arms crossed.
"Is there something that you need, Lord Balladeer?" (Y/n) asked, looking down at the male.
Scaramouche scoffed lowly as he snatched the front of (Y/n)'s uniform, and forcefully pulled him down to meet eye contact with him.
"Where have you been?" He rudely asked.
(Y/n) hummed lowly. "Lord Tartaglia wanted a fighting match with me, seeing as he lost last time." He explained.
Scaramouche rolled his eyes, annoyed at the fact that Childe had taken the other male from him again for a short while.
"He does know that you belong to me, right?" Scaramouche asked as he caressed the (H/c)-haired male's bottom lip with a thumb.
"He does," (Y/n) answered.
Hearing this caused the Harbinger to scoff. "Well, if he does... He sure as hell doesn't act like it."
(Y/n)'s eyes widened as he was pulled into a quick kiss on the lips, which softened as he quietly chuckled.
"You are mine, and only mine, got it?" Scaramouche asked, narrowing his eyes at his personal servant.
(Y/n) smiled in amusement as he nodded his head. "Only yours," he repeated.
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raiphoria · 10 months
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Only His Servant | Scaramouche |
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(Y/n) stared blankly ahead as the cold temps of Snezhnaya nipped away at his exposed (S/c) skin.
A dendro vision sat comfortably on his left hip as it didn't move a single inch when a strong icy wind went blasting by it.
(E/c) hues drifted to the side to see their owner's current companions that were trying to plan out an diversion to attack the traveler and their companion.
A tired sigh escaped the male's lips as he looked forward once more, taking notice of steady footsteps that were heading his way.
"Balladeer," (Y/n) greeted lowly, taking in the newly tensed atmosphere that surrounded the area.
The Balladeer; also known as Scaramouche, stared up at the taller figure with a narrowed stare.
"And why are you just standing around?" Scaramouche asked.
(Y/n) raised a questioning brow at the shorter, before motioning over to a tent that had his already finished work inside. "I finished an hour ago, sir. I'm just currently watching over my comrades," he answered.
Scaramouche scoffed as he tilted his head to look over (Y/n)'s forearm, and took notice of the said finished packets.
A set of indigo hues made eye contact with (Y/n) set of (E/c).
"Hmph. Fine, I'll give you something else. Hurry up," Scaramouche huffed out as he walked off.
The (H/c)-haired Fatui male did his best to hold back an eye roll as he followed after the Harbinger that he's been working under the past several years.
Scaramouche side-eyed the taller figure with a heavy frown on his lips, wondering why the Tsarista had given him (Y/n) and not to one of the other Harbingers.
The said male wasn't even looking at him! And it ticked off Scaramouche whenever the other didn't even respond to him or looked at him when it wasn't even needed.
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(Y/n) felt his body get pressed up against the closed door that belonged to Scaramouche's office.
A strong grip to the wrists kept the taller male steady.
The (H/c)-haired male stared down at the Harbinger with a raised brow.
Scaramouche's nose suddenly scrunched up when he smelled a strong scent of woman's perfume on (Y/n)'s figure that he didn't notice until now.
"Why do you smell like perfume?" Scaramouche rudely asked as he released his hold on (Y/n) so that he could cross his arms over his chest.
(Y/n) took notice of a familiar emotion or two peaking out of the usual cold purple eyes that the Harbinger usually carried.
A smirk cradled itself onto his lips in amusement.
"Are you jealous, Balladeer?" (Y/n) teasingly asked.
Scaramouche's eyes widened a bit before snapping straight into a glare. "No, I am not!" He snapped.
A chuckle was then heard as (Y/n) leaned forward, and brushed his lips against Scaramouche's ear.
The said Harbinger stiffened up as his ears flushed a light pink at the unexpected motion.
A wispy chuckle left the Fatui member's lips.
"You don't have to worry about me. I'm your servant, am I not? So, I belong to you. Mind and body," the (H/c)-haired states.
Scaramouche clenched his teeth as his non-existent heart rammed against his chest at a very fast pace.
(Y/n) felt Scaramouche wrap a hand around his neck, lightly putting pressure on it.
"You better belong to me, because I'll destroy anyone and anything that takes you away from me."
The taller male mentally chuckled when he heard a possessive growl escape the Harbinger's lips at the thought of him belonging to someone else.
(Y/n) casually plucked the hand away from his neck, and changed positions.
Scaramouche's back was now up against his office door as the (H/c)-haired Fatui male loomed over him.
(Y/n) lowered his head, making sure that he and Scaramouche were just inches away from kissing.
"I'm always yours. I'm your servant, after all."
Scaramouche immediately closed his eyes and responded to the kiss the second he felt (Y/n) pressed his lips against his own.
The Balladeer loved being dominated by the taller, even if it meant him dominating the other first to get what he wanted.
And it's been like this for the past several years, and nobody knew about this information.
He wanted to keep it this way.
Just him and his servant, and nobody else.
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raiphoria · 10 months
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Forced Arranged Marriage | Kamisato Ayato |
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(Y/n) stared dumbfounded as he gazed at the single piece of paper that landed right on top of a scroll that he had spread out.
(E/c) hues slowly drifted upward as their owner stared at the figure that dared to place the piece of paper onto something his father ordered him to go over.
"You want me to marry, who?" (Y/n) asked as he stared at his mother in pure disbelief.
"Kamisato Ayato, the head of the Kamisato clan. What the hell is inside of that thick head of yours, my boy?" (M/n) asked as she released a heavy sigh from her lips.
The (H/c)-haired male raised a brow. "Mother, you do realize that father won't approve of this... Right?" He questioned as he lifted up the slip of paper and placed it off to the side.
(M/n) scoffed in distaste, knowing that her only child, her only son, was correct.
Her husband had vetoed every single idea she had placed upon (Y/n), because the senile of a man she married said he'd rather have a son feel wanted and not feel forced in anything that he didn't want to do.
"Oh, that senile old man doesn't know what he's thinking about!" She exclaimed with venom dripping out of her voice.
(Y/n) scowled lightly at the older woman in front of him. "I might've taken my father's main title, doesn't mean you get to choose what you want. It's my life, mother."
(M/n) scoffed once more as she rolled her eyes. "Well, tough luck because I chose the person that you'll be marrying!" She snapped before leaving the office with a loud bang following in her wake.
(Y/n) sat in his chair with a trembling figure as he picked up the slip of paper that his mother had given him, and stared at it in pure hatred.
"That woman is out of her mind," he grumbled as he crumbled up the arranged marriage contract, and threw it away into a nearby trash bin.
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(Y/n) stared up at the Kamisato Estate that he had to visit the very same day due to a monthly get together he had with the Kamisato siblings.
As the male was about to knock on the door, Thoma popped his head and beamed when he saw (Y/n)'s figure.
"We've been waiting for you, (Y/n)!" Thoma exclaimed as he urged the slightly older male into the estate.
(Y/n) made a sound of denial as he slipped off his shoes, and replaced them with a set of slippers before following Thoma.
Thoma looked over his shoulder at the male. "I'm guessing your mother told you of the arrangement?" He asked.
(Y/n) tiredly raised a brow. "Oh, you knew about it too?" He questioned.
Thoma sent an apologetic smile. "Found out earlier this morning, sadly. Your mother is quite..." The blonde trailed off as he thought of a good word for (Y/n)'s mother.
"Crazy? Senile?" (Y/n) questioned.
"(Y/n)! But yes," Thoma answered.
(Y/n) frowned lightly. "And how did Ayato take it?" He questioned.
Thoma sadly smiled, "He didn't want to accept it, but you know how your mother is."
The (H/c)-haired male tsked quietly. "If only I knew, I would've stopped this."
"We know you would. But, you can't stop everything that comes tumbling into life," Thoma retorted.
Before (Y/n) could say anything, Thoma opened the room where Ayaka and Ayato sat in.
"I've brought him, your majesties!" Thoma states as he stands off near the side.
Ayaka brightened as she watched (Y/n) come and sit across from her and her older brother.
"(Y/n), it's so great to see you again," Ayaka greeted happily.
(Y/n) chuckled lightly, and nodded his head in agreement. "It's nice to see you both as well," he replied.
"I'll go get tea and snacks, be right back," Thoma states before heading off to get the refreshments.
Ayaka then tilted her head as she looked between Ayato and (Y/n).
"How are you two going to make this work?" She asked in a worried tone.
Ayato tiredly sighed as he shook his head.
(Y/n) sent a strained smile at the young female in front of him. "We'll find something to break this off. If we wanted to actually be placed into a marriage with one another, it would've been by our saying...not my mother's," he replied.
Ayaka stared sadly at Ayato, knowing that he too wanted to break off the marriage due to it being forced.
But at the same time, Ayato didn't want to break it.
He didn't want to because...
He was in love with (Y/n).
Ayaka felt sadness go through her veins as she switched her gaze between the men in front of her.
Seeing as she knew her brother well enough, he'd agree with (Y/n)'s choice and probably wait a week or two to officially ask for his hand in marriage.
No force being involved.
Just love being clasped together like it should be.
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raiphoria · 11 months
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Roommates | Kaveh + Alhaitham |
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A tired sigh escaped a figure's lips as their owner reached out a hand, and gripped onto a very familiar door knob.
Before the object could be twisted and pushed, the figure started to hear loud yelling inside the house that they stood in front of.
"Seriously? Again?" The figure grumbled out in disappointment as they opened the door, not surprised that they had yet to grab the other figure's attention.
"Are you guys done, or are you guys going to keep fighting like an old married couple?" The figure, a male with tired (E/c) hues, had asked.
The other two figures turned towards the man in disbelief.
"We are not a couple!" They both shouted.
"Yeah, uh-huh..." The (E/c)-eyed male grumbled out before tossing a packet of mora to the taller figure.
"There's my quarter of the rent for this month. Now, I'm gonna sleep for the remaining week whether you guys like it or not," he says before passing the duo.
Both figures stood in awkward silence before remembering the tired and done look that was on their roommate's face.
With a heavy sigh, the taller figure flipped the packet open and checked out the amount of mora that sat in it.
"We went too far this time," the shorter figure mumbled as their owner brushed away their blonde locks.
Eyes narrowed upon the shorter. "You mean you did, Kaveh?" The taller asked.
Kaveh scoffed lowly at the taller. "Yeah right, Alhaitham. You were the one that went at me the second I stepped into the house!" He exclaimed in disbelief.
Alhaitham rolled his eyes at the blonde and rudely turned away.
"I'm going to go check on (Y/n), why don't you go and get dinner started?" Alhaitham grumbled as he left the room.
Kaveh gave an annoyed sound but decided to head into the kitchen seeing as it was getting quite late already.
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"Can I come in?" Alhaitham's voice asked through a closed wooden door.
Tired (E/c) hues looked over in the direction of the door for a few moments before their owner leaned back and rolled over onto his side.
"Come in," (Y/n) retorted with a yawn escaping from his lips.
(Y/n) watched as Alhaitham entered his bedroom before looking down at his scarred hands which were also littered with very old burn marks.
Alhaitham stood at the door he opened for a few seconds before walking over to (Y/n)'s lying figure, and sat beside his feet.
(E/c) hues dimmed with tiredness swimming in them, already knowing what Alhaitham was going to be talking about.
"Why do you keep paying for Kaveh's share of the rent? You do realize that you don't need to do that," Alhaitham asked with a raised brow.
(Y/n) blinked while releasing a heavy sigh from his lips as he curled up into a ball, staring blankly up at Alhaitham's figure.
"I know I don't have to do it... but I do it anyway," (Y/n) replied.
Alhaitham frowned heavily, taking notice of how the slightly younger male was relapsing into his past.
Slowly, but casually, the male grasped onto one of (Y/n)'s hands that lay limply against the bed.
"I might not know what you've been through, but... you're no longer with them," Alhaitham started.
(Y/n) tightened his hold around Alhaitham's hand as his eyes teared up.
"You have people caring for you now. You have me and Kaveh. You have Nilou, Dehya, and Dunyarzad. The Traveler and Paimon. The Wanderer...somehow and Lesser Lord Kusanali. And even more people," the man continued.
(Y/n) mentally sweatdropped at the male who was clearly bad at comforting people, but he found it sweet that the other was trying.
Before Alhaitham could say anything else, Kaveh popped his head into (Y/n)'s bedroom.
"You're so bad at comforting people!" Kaveh laughed.
Alhaitham frowned while releasing (Y/n)'s hand as he glared at the blonde before.
"Aren't you supposed to be keeping an eye on the food?" Alhaitham asked.
Kaveh's eyes widened as he quickly turned around with a loud sound of horror escaping his lips.
Alhaitham rolled his eyes as he stood up on his feet and stared down at (Y/n)'s curled-up figure.
"Remember what I said, okay? I'll call you down when dinner's done, I gotta make sure that idiot didn't burn anything," Alhaitham states before leaving the room.
(Y/n) stared at the door for a few seconds before releasing a laugh from his lips, tears dripping down his cheeks.
"Those idiots..." He whispered.
(Y/n) was glad for one thing.
He had such caring roommates even if they acted like an old married couple 24/7.
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raiphoria · 1 year
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I Love You | Venti |
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Amber gave a sad smile as she glanced at the male beside her.
"You're really heading off to Liyue?" Amber asked, knowing that the other was searching for his lost siblings; who were a set of blonde-haired twins.
(Y/n) chuckled softly as he side-eyed the female beside him. "Yeah... I wanna see if they have any information about my siblings," he answered.
Amber released a dejected sigh from her lips, wishing the brotherly figure could stay in Mondstadt with those who cared deeply about him.
"If you find them, do you plan on adventuring with them again?" Amber questioned.
(Y/n) stared at his bag which he was now done finished packing.
"Honestly...? I love it here, but I don't know what Aether and Lumine would think," the (H/c)-haired male answered.
Amber hummed lightly in a sound of understanding. "Well, if you do find them. Remember that you have a home here in Mondstadt!" She exclaimed.
(Y/n) laughed. "I'll remember that, don't worry Amber."
Amber smiled brightly, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "You better keep in contact with me, you idiot."
The male just sent the slightly younger female a small smile. "Promise," he retorted.
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(Y/n) threw his arms over his head, yawning quietly as a nice brush of fresh air swept by him.
Paimon was currently sleeping in his bag, which he was happy about despite the said other putting herself in a small food coma.
The (H/c)-haired male brought out his map, and read over the stained paper which was supposed to be the mountains, roads, caves, hilichurls camps, and other places.
(E/c) hues drifted down one specific road that would lead their owner in the direction of Liyue Harbor, to find the Geo Archon.
"There we go," (Y/n) whispered before rolling up the map and placing it into a side compartment in his bag.
His eyes then drifted over to a very familiar tall tree and smiled when he saw a bard in green.
'I shouldn't bother him.' (Y/n) thought before heading down the path he was going to be taking.
However, this bard had other plans when he took notice of the (H/c)-haired traveler.
"Oh, Traveler!" Venti exclaimed, causing (Y/n) to stop and turned to look at him in confusion.
Venti went up to the male, trying to remember what he needed to tell the other
"There's one thing that I forgot to mention to you... Hmm... what was it again?" Venti wondered out loud as he walked small steps in front of the male.
"Oh. That's right!" Venti exclaimed as he came to a stop in front of the other.
A small and adorable smile slipped onto his lips as he pressed a hand to the side of his lips so that only he and (Y/n) could hear.
"I love you! Hehe~" Venti laughed before disappearing.
(Y/n) stood there frozen, his (E/c) hues wide as his face became flustered.
He quickly placed his face into the palm of his hands, trying to calm down his flustered figure.
"You stupid... stupid bard of an Archon. I love you too," (Y/n) murmured.
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raiphoria · 1 year
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Mine | Scaramouche |
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Paimon clapped her hands together as her eyes sparkled with excitement. "Look, Traveler! We're almost to Liyue Harbor!" She exclaimed.
(Y/n) laughed nervously as a small smile appeared on his lips, glancing at his companion in amusement.
"Do you have any plans once we reach the harbor?" The (H/c)-haired male asked, already knowing the answer that the young female was going to be giving.
"Wanmin Restaurant, of course!! Ooh, Paimon can imagine it now!" Paimon squealed as her mouth watered at the smell she supposedly could sense.
(Y/n)'s eyes sparkled as he shook his head as he took a pouch of mora off of his hip.
"I'm not hungry, but... How about you get yourself something to eat?" He asked, raising a brow at the white-haired girl.
Paimon gave her companion a confused look as she took the pouch of mora into her hands. "Are you sure?" She questioned, worried.
(Y/n) gave a reassuring smile. "Yes, I'm sure. If you want to, you can get me something from there for later," he answered.
Paimon pouted lightly but made a sound of agreement. "Okay! Bye bye, Traveler!" She chirped before floating off in the direction of Wanmin Restaurant.
With a sigh of relief leaving the male's lips, he pulled out a commission that was given to him in secret by Katheryne.
"Thank the archons," (Y/n) whispered before reading the commission's information that he wanted to go over.
Furrowing his brows, a single name captured his attention throughout the whole ideal.
"The Fatui, huh?" The (H/c)-haired murmured with a muffled sound of disappointment escaping from his lips.
His (E/c) hues drifted to the side making sure that Paimon was nowhere near him, before departing in the direction of where the commission wanted him to start.
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"This should be the–" (Y/n) began but was cut off by a bullet being shot in his direction, which narrowly missed him.
(E/c) eyes widened in surprise before looking ahead, and noticing the multiple Fatui members that decided to fight rather than ask questions.
(Y/n) placed a hand on his hip where a sheath would be sitting out.
"What is with you guys attacking first?" (Y/n) grumbled as he allowed his blade to manifest and pulled it out of the sheath.
He quickly jumped back as a blast of cold air was sent toward him.
"One... two... and three..." (Y/n) counted to himself quietly as he took in the weapons that the three Fatui members had.
The third Fatui member stayed behind as if they were trying to remember something the second that they and the others took notice of (Y/n).
"Who was the person that Balladeer said not to make contact with?" The Fatui member mumbled while placing a hand on their chin, ignoring the fighting that was going on in front of them.
The sound of two bodies hitting the ground captured this member's attention and saw how their team was now down for the count.
"Oh, wait. Are you the Traveler that the Balladeer talked about?" The Fatui member asked in recognition.
(Y/n) blinked as he allowed his blade to materialize back onto his hip, realizing that the third Fatui member wasn't going to attack him.
"The Balladeer talks about me?" (Y/n) asked, raising a brow in disbelief.
The Fatui member nodded their head, relieved that they didn't join in the fight.
"Sorry about them, I'm guessing you're here for something?" They asked.
The (H/c)-haired male deadpanned before nodding his head.
"I'm only here for a commission," (Y/n) answered.
The Fatui member seemed to make a sound of understanding as they casually grabbed their teammates by the back of their uniforms, and started to drag them away.
"I see... Have fun!"
(Y/n) was even more dumbfounded, but decided to slowly look away from the leaving Fatui.
All of a sudden, he felt a shiver crawl up his spine as he quickly turned around.
"Scaramouche!" (Y/n) hissed out as he took notice of the shorter male before him.
Scaramouche had a scowl on his face as he walked up to the (H/c)-haired male, and forcefully pulled him to sit on the ground.
A grunt escaped (Y/n)'s lips as he felt a hand clutch onto the front of his shirt.
Scaramouche narrowed his eyes when he took notice of scrapes and bruises forming onto (Y/n)'s skin, which he knew wasn't there earlier.
(Y/n) gritted his teeth as he grabbed onto the hand that Scaramouche had on him.
"Let me go," the (H/c)-haired male hissed out, not liking the fact he was forced to sit down.
Scaramouche finally allowed a smirk to crawl on his lips, as his indigo hues sparkled with a hint of craziness in them.
(Y/n) stiffened up as he felt a hand place itself on the back of his neck.
(E/c) eyes wavered for a quick second before glaring up at the shorter male.
"Who did this to you?" Scaramouche asked in a snippy tone.
"Oh, wouldn't you like to know?" (Y/n) snapped back before flinching at the feeling of the hand tightening.
"Tell me," Scaramouche ordered.
(Y/n) scoffed lowly. "Your Fatui. Happy now?" He answered.
Scaramouche's lips stiffened up into a straight line as his eyes wavered to show the hidden anger and possessiveness behind them.
"Why do you care anyway? Weren't you the one that sent them out here?" (Y/n) grumbled.
"I did, but I told them not to touch or get into a fight with you," Scaramouche said with an annoyed scowl on his face.
(Y/n) narrowed his eyes at the male before him. "And why's that?"
A crazed smile slipped onto the shorter male's lips.
"Because you're mine. Mine to hold. Mine to fight. And mine to have bruised and defeated," Scaramouche answered.
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raiphoria · 1 year
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Let Him Go | Xiao |
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(Y/n) stepped onto Wangshu Inn's balcony, throwing his arms over his head with a sound of joy escaping from his lips.
"It feels so nice up here! Wah!! Look! Look, Traveler!" The (H/c)ette's traveling companion, Paimon, exclaimed before pointing in the direction of Liyue Harbor. "It's Liyue Harbor!" Paimon beamed.
(Y/n) walked up to the railing and leaned against it, Paimon floating beside him with her eyes sparkling in amusement.
The duo didn't hear Zhongli and Xiao come from behind them, quietly talking to each other.
Xiao's golden yellow hues landed on (Y/n)'s familiar figure who was smiling at the scenery.
Zhongli glanced down at the Yaksha beside him, his lips placed in a straight line.
The Archon could see how relaxed the anemo wielder was whenever he saw the current geo user.
"You love him, don't you?" Zhongli asked lowly, making sure that Paimon and (Y/n) didn't hear him.
Xiao's eyes widened as he looked up at the man that he had entered Wangshu Inn.
Paimon could be seen floating around (Y/n)'s shoulders, pointing out whatever she found interesting to show her companion.
Zhongli heavily sighed. "I can tell that you've grown an attachment with a human, Xiao. It's not a bad thing... but, there's always an end to some type of attachment one has with another," he explained.
Xiao frowned as he watched (Y/n) gently swatted Paimon's hands away from his hair.
(E/c) hues sparkled in amusement as they drifted up to the sky.
"I know," Xiao mumbled with a shake of his head.
Zhongli crossed his arms over his chest as he glanced at the shorter male beside him.
"You'll have to let him go, Xiao."
Xiao bit the inside of his cheek, knowing that Zhongli was speaking the truth.
He had to let him go before any possibility of heartache could happen.
But, he couldn't help it.
He grew too attached to the (H/c)-haired male that would tease him with almond tofu once in a great while.
"Xiao, c'mere!" (Y/n) called out, holding an (S/c) hand out to the shorter male.
Xiao's eyes widened a bit before relaxing as he reached out his own hand so that he could have some type of affection from the other.
That's when Xiao decided.
Even if Xiao had to let (Y/n) go...
He would spend whatever time left he had before the geo wielder had to head off to the next nation to find information about his younger siblings.
He knew that he had to let the other go.
But not right now.
Not when he had the chance to receive whatever affection he craved from the other.
The affection he would dearly miss when the other left him behind.
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Lummox | Tighnari |
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Collei gave an amused smile as she stared at the injured figure that was currently being held up with the help of a very familiar Mahamatra.
"So, you went and injured yourself again huh, (Y/n)?" Collei asked, raising a brow at the (H/c)-haired male before her.
(Y/n) huffed lowly as he looked away. "Not my fault," he grumbled out.
Cyno sighed heavily. "You were the one that thought it was a good idea to step through quicksand," he points out.
"Hey, hey! Shush!" (Y/n) hushed out, already feeling embarrassed about coming back injured for the third time within two days.
Collei shook her head as she urged the duo to follow after her. "Master Tighnari isn't going to be happy about you getting injured again," she states.
(Y/n) lowered his head, knowing what Collei was saying was true. "I know," he grumbled.
"Master Tighnari, your favorite injured eremite is back!" Collei exclaimed as she walked toward Tighnari's room.
Hearing his name being yelled at, Tighnari popped his head out of his room before deadpanning.
"Again?" Tighnari asked in disappointment.
(Y/n) grumbled something under his breath.
"Alright, put him on the cot, Cyno," Tighnari ordered.
Cyno huffed as he helped the injured (H/c)-haired male over to the cot, before helping the said male to sit down.
Collei then sent Cyno a quick smile. "He's in good hands now, you can head off now," she states.
Cyno nodded his head. "See you," he retorted before heading off.
Tighnari then turned his attention to the male that made sure not to make any eye contact with him.
"Collei, please go get some bandages and paste while I clean (Y/n)'s wounds," Tighnari ordered.
Collei nodded her head. "Yes sir!" She replied before heading off to find the said items that were needed.
"What caused you to get injured this time?" Tighnari asked as he stood in front of (Y/n), arms crossing his chest.
"Stepping into quicksand," (Y/n) muttered.
Tighnari rolled his eyes as he slapped the back of the (H/c)-haired male's head.
"You idiot, you're lucky that Cyno was there to save you," Tighnari scolded.
"Uh-huh," (Y/n) murmured.
Tighnari sighed heavily as he relaxed his stance and sat down beside the (E/c)-eyed eremite.
"And I thought those eremites were supposed to be strong and independent," Tighnari lightly teased.
(Y/n) rolled his eyes, knowing that Tighnari was just trying to rile him up.
Tighnari tapped his foot against the wooden floor, deciding to take a step further in his teasing.
"Hm, I wonder if getting an eremite as a boyfriend would include extra protection," Tighnari wondered out loud.
(Y/n)'s fingers twitched as he continued to listen to Tighnari's teasing voice.
The said fox-like male noticed, and smiled a little.
"I wonder if their lips are warm whenever they kiss some– Mhmph!" Tighnari continued before feeling a set of warm lips on his own.
His eyes widened his surprise before relaxing as he wrapped his arms around (Y/n)'s chest, smiling into the kiss.
After a minute or two, the duo pulled away from one another but kept their hold on each other.
"Oh, and what was that for?" Tighnari asked, raising a brow.
"To show you that an eremite's lips are warm when they kiss someone that they love," (Y/n) answered.
Tighnari blinked as he took in the words before becoming flustered. "Wait, you–" he whispered, his eyes widening.
(Y/n) stayed silent as he drifted his eyes off to the side.
Tighnari felt a small smile slip onto his lips.
"I love you too, you big lummox," Tighnari whispered as he pulled (Y/n) back into the kiss he deeply missed sharing with the other.
(Y/n) placed a hand on Tighnari's waist, and used the other to cup Tighnari's face, causing the kiss to fall deeper.
Tighnari closed his eyes as he allowed euphoria to swallow both him and (Y/n) up.
He was glad (Y/n) wasn't one of the lucky people to come back unscathed after finishing up a mission.
But, he would never say that to the other's face.
For now, he'll enjoy the feeling of being in (Y/n)'s arms holding him.
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Criminal | Chongyun |
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Chongyun's eyes widened as he felt his body freeze up as he slowly turned around, and took notice of a giant axe swinging downward in his direction.
With no time to react, Chongyun brought his arms over his face, hoping to protect at least something.
Instead of being hit head-on, a loud screech, and a thunderous thud was heard.
Icy blue eyes took notice of their owner's rescuer, staring in surprise.
A teenage male around his age came up from the side, throwing whatever weapon he had on him covered in hydro.
The mitachurl just lay limply against a wall made of stone before evaporating into the air.
Chongyun fell to his knees as his claymore tumbled to his side after falling off his back.
A (S/c) hand reached out in front of Chongyun's face, making him look up at his rescuer.
"Are you alright?" The other male asked, tilting his head off to the side with a look of curiosity.
Chongyun nodded his head quickly as he accepted the help from the other.
(E/c) hues sparkled in relief as their owner picked up the claymore casually before handing it over to the cryo user.
"Yeah, uhm... Thanks for your help!" Chongyun exclaimed in a hurried voice.
A soft laugh escaped the other boy's lips as he gave Chongyun a reassuring smile.
"Glad I could help," the (E/c)-eyed male retorted.
Chongyun's eyes widened once more when he saw how the other was about to leave, "Is there any way to thank you for saving me?" He quickly asked.
The teenage boy looked over his shoulder, strands of (H/c) drifting off to the side.
"Except for you to be careful in the near future? No, I don't think so," the boy retorted.
Chongyun allowed his claymore to disappear as he went up to the other side of the boy that saved him.
"How about something to eat? It's on me, of course!" Chongyun asked.
The (H/c)-haired boy raised a brow at the slightly shorter teen as he stuffed his hands into his pockets.
"I guess I could go for something right now," the (H/c)ette muttered.
"Then let's head over to Wanmin Restaurant," Chongyun points out before heading forward.
The (H/c)ette watched as the cryo user walked ahead of him, dumbfounded at the interaction he just had.
He quickly pulled out a small watch to check the time before heavily sighing. 'Childe can wait a little longer... after all, he's probably doing some business inside of the bank.' The teenager thought as he closed the watch, and followed after the boy he saved.
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Xiangling glanced at the two boys in front of her, smiling widely as she clapped her hands together.
"Ooh, a new customer! I'm Xiangling, the restaurant owner's daughter. And you are?" Xiangling excitedly asked.
The (H/c)-haired boy blinked, mentally flinching at how bright the female was.
"Uhm, I'm (Y/n)," (Y/n) introduced himself.
Xiangling nodded her head happily. "Can I get you both something?" She questioned while pulling out a small pad of paper and a feather.
(Y/n) thought for a quick second, before looking over at Chongyun.
"You can order first, I'll have to think about this," (Y/n) said in an apologetic tone.
Chongyun gave a look of understanding as he gave his usual order to Xiangling.
Xiangling scribbled that down on the piece of paper, making sure to write down a glass of water right beside Chongyun's order.
She then turned her attention over to (Y/n).
(Y/n) leaned against the palm of his hand, as he started to order.
"(F/f) and (F/d), please."
Xiangling smiled as she wrote down the (H/c)ette's order.
"It should be out in a few minutes! I'll bring your drinks out first," Xiangling states before heading inside the small restaurant.
Chongyun then turned his attention to (Y/n).
"So, where are you from?" Chongyun curiously asked.
"Hm? Oh, I'm from Snezhnaya," (Y/n) answered, seeing no reason to lie about where he came from.
Chongyun nodded his head. "Is it true that Snezhnaya is like an ice land?" He questioned.
"I guess you could say that," (Y/n) simply agreed with a shrug of his shoulders.
Xiangling, from behind the counter, staring at the duo interacting with a soft smile sketching upon her lips.
"Aw," Xiangling cooed quietly just to get hit on the back of her head.
"Get back to cooking, Xiangling," her father lightly scolded.
Xiangling pouted but went back to help her father cook the food.
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An hour later, (Y/n) and Chongyun could both be seen heading in the direction of a very familiar bank that sat comfortably at Liyue Harbor.
"So, you work at Northland Bank?" Chongyun asked.
(Y/n) nodded his head. "My boss is currently making "reservations" with a worker at Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, or that's what he told me," he answered.
'Which I kinda believe since he's not one to go back on promises he made to someone.' (Y/n) mused.
Chongyun came to a stop when he noticed a ginger-haired Fatui standing outside of the bank.
(Y/n) released a low whistle that escaped from his lips, allowing the ginger to turn to look in his direction.
The (H/c)ette took notice of the stiffened and wary Chongyun and sadly smiled.
"You work with the Fatui?" Chongyun whispered.
(Y/n) closed his eyes before looking forward, unconsciously clutching one of his hands into a tight fist.
"It was nice meeting you, Chongyun. Maybe one of these days... we'll see each other, but not as enemies," (Y/n) said, whispering the last part of his sentence.
Chongyun watched the (H/c)-haired teenager walk by him and in the direction of the Fatui member.
He couldn't believe it.
How did he not realize that (Y/n) worked with the Fatui despite all the subtle hints that pointed toward that obvious answer?
But there was one thing he did believe.
And that was falling for a criminal.
A criminal he wished to see again.
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The Mastermind Behind It All | Abyss! Aether |
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"Dainsleif," a calm voice suddenly piped up, capturing a tall blonde-haired male's attention.
"Aether, is there something wrong?" Dainsleif asked, looking down at his traveling companion.
Aether clutched his hands to his sides as he turned to look at the man that had been with him since the beginning.
"I plan on stepping away from traveling. I, however, do plan on watching over Khaenri'ah for the people's sake," Aether explained.
Dainsleif's eyes widened. "Why for their sake? What about yours?" He questioned.
Aether shook his head as he relaxed his figure and turned away. "My sake? It does not matter when you know who truly caused the downfall of Khaenri'ah," he retorted.
Dainsleif frowned heavily upon the male before him. "Are you sure about this? What about your twin? Your sister?"
Aether bit the inside of his cheek as he stared off into the distance. "Let her roam Teyvat and see the destruction that the so-called "Archons" had caused," he replied.
Aether then turned his head to look at Dainsleif with narrowed golden hues. "One day, she'll realize the horrible things that the Archons had done and done to Khaenri'ah and its people."
Dainsleif watched as the shorter male started to walk off in the direction of where a Cryo Abyss mage floated.
"You are nothing but an enemy to the Abyss and I, now leave," Aether ordered.
Dainsleif shook his head in disappointment as he disappeared into a portal that he was able to manifest.
"Let's get going, your Highness."
Aether tightened up his lips as he nodded his head in agreement.
The mage teleported them both out of the destination where they were hidden and made their way to the fallen nation of Khaenri'ah.
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A figure with (H/c) locks reached a single (S/c) hand out as they lightly brushed their hand against floating debris.
Frowning, this figure furrowed their brows as they looked at the destroyed nation that they had called home.
"It... feels like the attack on Khaenri'ah just happened yesterday, even though it happened centuries ago," the figure mumbled under their breath.
A vibration in the wind caused this figure to turn their head and take notice of a familiar blonde.
(E/c) hues made contact with a set of golden before drifting off to the side.
The Abyss mage glanced at Aether for a few seconds before teleporting away.
Aether walked up to the figure who did their best to ignore him.
"(Y/n)," Aether said firmly.
(Y/n) glanced at the male as multiple shadows disappeared from their hidden figure.
With the shadows gone, Aether took in the familiar male that stood before him.
"Shouldn't you be out patrolling?" Aether asked in a semi-rude tone.
The (H/c)-haired male gave a sound of disappointment. "I already did that. I just got back barely an hour ago," (Y/n) retorted.
Aether lowly scoffed as he glanced up and down at the slightly taller figure before him.
Seeing the annoyed look that was being given to him, (Y/n) turned his full attention to the blonde and walked up to him.
(Y/n) reached a handout, and roughly snatched Aether's chin so that they could meet eye-to-eye.
"What's that scoff for, your Highness?" (Y/n) nicely asked, venom soaking into his words.
Aether gritted his teeth. "You and your silly stupid games," he answered.
(Y/n) raised a brow at the answer, immediately knowing that it was a lie.
"What stupid games are you speaking of? Do you remember who was able to place you in this position? Remember Aether... I may be a puppet, but I'm the true mastermind behind you and your own silly games."
(Y/n) allowed a Chesire-like smirk to crawl onto his lips, and pulled a flustered Aether closer to his face.
"You may not like it, but you belong to me and nobody else." (Y/n) whispered against Aether's ear before pulling away.
Releasing his grip on Aether's chin, (Y/n) teasingly snaked a finger up to the blonde-haired male's lips and just kept it there.
"The only reason why I haven't done anything is that I made a promise to keep you in line and to follow your every word."
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Still Into You | Venti |
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Soft jingles from a spoon hitting the inside of a cup could be heard as whatever was inside of it was getting stirred.
Muffled, but loud voices of laughter vibrated and echoed throughout the surroundings that this figure tried their best to ignore.
The sliding sound of a chair going outwards could barely be heard a second figure sat down in front of another male.
"(Y/n)," a calming tone said, grabbing the other person's attention.
"Hm? Oh, why hello there," the first figure, (Y/n), greeted after being forced to be snapped out of his daze.
The other figure, Diluc, sighed heavily as he shook his head. "Where's Rosaria and Kaeya? They're usually here with you," he asked.
(Y/n) raised a brow before chuckling. "The two of them were being held back by Master Jean and Barbara. Those two didn't seem quite happy when they tried to escape," he answered.
Diluc rolled his eyes when he heard that, before glancing off to the side and noticing a very familiar bard.
"And... he's drunk again," Diluc grumbled out in disappointment.
(Y/n) leaned back into his chair after taking a sip of their (F/d). "Again? Damn. He's really ramping up his tab, isn't he?" He retorted.
Diluc grumpily pushed himself up from his seat before turning toward one of the only knights whom he felt respect toward.
"Do you wanna come with me? He'll probably cling to you, since well... you know," Diluc asked.
(Y/n) furrowed his brows before grumbling lowly under his breath. "I guess I can come with," he replied as he got up from his chair.
Diluc gave a sound of thanks as he and (Y/n) headed over to a drunken Venti.
"What the hell are you doing?" Diluc asked as he reached Venti's side.
Venti turned his attention to the duo that walked up to him and beamed.
"Ah! What can I do for you two?" Venti asked with a small drunken hiccup escaping his lips.
(Y/n) made a sound of disapproval from his lips as he snatched away the bottle of wine from Venti's grasp.
"Wah! Hey, gimme that!" Venti exclaimed as he reached out to grab the wine bottle, just for it to get out of his reach even more.
Diluc crossed his arms over his chest as he narrowed his flame-colored eyes at the archon.
"You're not getting any more until you sober up properly! (Y/n), if you don't mind–" Diluc scolded the bard before turning his attention to the (H/c)-haired male that kept the wine bottle out of Venti's reach.
"Hm? Oh, sure. I'll take him to my home to sober up since I can't seem to trust him," (Y/n) retorted.
Diluc sighed heavily. "Thanks a bunch. Your next visit will be on me for causing such a hustle," he says.
(Y/n) waved a reassuring hand. "No problem. Now, to get this drunk idiot home," he murmured.
Placing the wine bottle on a nearby table, (Y/n) swooped the drunken Venti into his arms.
Venti threw his arms over (Y/n)'s shoulders and stuffed his face into the crook of the said (H/c)ette's neck.
"I guess I'll see you later then, see ya."
Diluc watched as Venti and (Y/n) left the bard with a shake of his head, "Despite being exes, they still care deeply for one another."
The red-haired male turned away and picked up the wine bottle. "Let's get this cleaned up," he muttered.
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(Y/n) ignored the grumbles and soft huffs that escaped from Venti's lips.
"This is your fault, you know? You shouldn't have gotten drunk," (Y/n) scolded.
"But, (Y/n)~" Venti whined as he cuddled up to the warmth that was included with the (H/c)-haired male.
(Y/n) rolled his eyes as he looked forward. "This is why we broke up, idiot."
Venti went quiet as a small frown danced upon his lips. He knew what (Y/n) was saying, and it was true. The two of them had broken up due to his drinking problems.
(E/c) hues drifted downward, surprised to see a frown upon his ex-boyfriend's lips.
(Y/n) felt bad seeing as the two were like two peas in a pod when they were dating. But now? It felt like both he and Venti were walking on eggshells near each other.
The two still loved each other very much, but knew that they had to step away from the dating cycle.
Venti tightened his grip around (Y/n)'s shoulders as he pulled back to make eye contact with his ex-lover's (E/c) hues he still loved very much.
"I know we're not together anymore... but uhm, can I have a kiss? Please?" Venti asked, his teal hues shimmering with hope.
(Y/n) bit the inside of his cheek, not knowing what to answer with.
He missed the warm lips of the other that would always embrace his own set of lips. (Y/n) missed it so much that he decided to accept the request.
"Just one, and that's all." (Y/n) finally answered.
Venti's eyes brightened as his cheeks flushed up even more as he unwrapped his arms from (Y/n)'s shoulders, and placed his hands onto (Y/n)'s face.
"I love you," Venti whispered as he brought (Y/n) into a kiss.
(Y/n) sadly smiled upon the other's lips as he kissed back, loving the familiar comfort that the other male gave.
After a minute or two, Venti pulled away and fell asleep in (Y/n)'s arms.
(Y/n) glanced at the archon with (E/c) hues that swam with sadness and love in them.
"I love you too, Venti."
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Mr. Detective | Shikanoin Heizou |
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A blur of (F/c) ducked under an incoming swing as the figure stuck their right hand out, snatching onto a street light before swinging their whole self down a dark alley away.
Laughter escaped this figure's lips as they pounced forward like a cat, one of their feet catching hold of the metal fence lining.
Multiple footsteps chased after this fleeing figure, trying to capture them.
The figure pushed themselves over the fence and landed casually on their feet.
Turning around to the group chasing after them, the figure stuck out their tongue in a mocking way.
"Bleh~" The figure snickered while pulling down their left eyelid.
(E/c) hues shimmered in amusement for a quick second.
"Woah, there!" The (E/c)-eyed figure exclaimed as another person came up from behind them, but moved out of the way quickly.
The figure's shadowed outline came to light, showing the group what they looked like.
A male with (H/l) (H/c) locks dressed up in (H/s) could be seen standing underneath a streetlight with a playful smile dancing upon his lips.
"Oh, it's nice to see you again, Mr. Detective!" The (H/c)-haired male greeted with a lazy casual wave toward the male with red-wine hair.
An amused smile slipped onto the detective's lips as he stood across the thief he's been chasing after for a while now.
"(Y/n)," Heizou retorted back.
The (H/c)-haired male, (Y/n), smirked as he intertwined his arms behind his back.
"Is there something that you need? I mean, except for my right to freedom, of course." (Y/n) asked, raising a brow.
Heizou rolled his eyes playfully. "We need to place you into custody. You know that, right? I'm pretty sure you understand why," he replied.
(Y/n) playfully tapped his bottom lip as he furrowed his brows, pretending to think about what he has done.
"No, I don't think so. Please, enlighten me on my crimes," (Y/n) retorted while keeping an eye on his escape route.
Heizou raised a single brow at this, "Vandalism, trespassing, theft, and a few others."
(Y/n) crossed his arms over his chest as he lightly tapped a foot on the ground.
"Vandalism? It was pretty cool. Trespassing and theft were probably on my part since it was a pretty bad idea that seemed nice to execute in my head," (Y/n) mumbled with a shake of his head.
Multiple officers quietly circled the 'distracted' (H/c)-haired male who pretended not to see them in his peripheral vision.
Heizou chuckled lightly as he walked up to the good-looking male before him.
"Why don't you come with me? You can contend with your crimes at the office," Heizou asked.
(Y/n) raised his head, making eye contact with a set of emerald green hues that held specks of multiple shades of venom green in them.
"Oh, and why should I contend my crimes? I mean, sounds kinda stupid, doesn't it?" (Y/n) questioned out loud.
Heizou took notice of what the (H/c)-haired male was planning on doing. "Hey, wait! Stop right there!" He shouted.
(Y/n) snickered quietly as he kicked away the surrounding officers that tried to corner him.
The said (H/c)ette smirked as he walked up to Heizou's figure, and snatched the said wine-haired male's chin.
"My, oh my... Mr. Detective. Did you really think that you could've captured me after all your failed attempts?" (Y/n) asked quietly as he brought his lips up to Heizou's ear.
Heizou's cheeks flustered when he felt the warm air of (Y/n)'s breath brush against his earlobe.
"Which failed attempt is this again? Fifteen, isn't it? You try so... so hard. But fail in the end. When will you learn that you won't be able to catch me, no matter how many steps ahead you are?" (Y/n) whispered as he pulled away from Heizou's ear.
"What are– hmph!" Heizou started to ask but was stopped when a set of warm lips were placed upon his own.
Heizou's eyes widened at the other's action.
Before he could even return the kiss, (Y/n) pulled away with a teasing smile.
"That's one way to shut you up and place you into a daze. Hm, maybe I should do this next time we run into each other again." (Y/n) laughed as he stepped away from the flustered and frozen male.
The (H/c)-haired male turned away and jumped onto a nearby roof.
"See you later, Mr. Detective! Have fun searching for another kiss from me~" (Y/n) teased before disappearing.
Heizou brought a thumb up against his lips, and ran it across them, trying to remember the familiar warm lips that were once placed upon them.
"That stupid idiot of a thief."
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You Belong With Me | Kaedehara Kazuha |
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Kazuha leaned against his hand as he gazed at a male that stood beside a female who was talking the other's ear off for no reason.
His crimson hues held a distant look in them as a captivated sigh escaped his lips, ignoring the fact he was infatuated with the male for the past several months.
A single hand being placed upon his shoulder caused Kazuha to look over his shoulder in confusion, before taking notice of his captain, Beidou.
"Oh? Is there something wrong, Captain?" Kazuha asked, turning around to give the woman his full attention.
Beidou gave a knowing look to the Inazuman wanderer that stood right before her
Her eyes softened when she saw Kazuha's eyes drift over to a male with (H/c)-haired locks that were dressed up into (H/s).
"Still thinking about him, huh?" Beidou asked.
Kazuha hummed lowly, as a small smile slipped onto his lips. "Why, of course," he answered.
Beidou tightened her lips into a straight line as she gazed heavily upon the female that chattered the (H/c)-haired male's ear off over something stupid.
The realization came across her face as she quickly turned her attention to the crimson-eyed boy with a smile.
"There's going to be a festival tonight," she began.
Kazuha raised a brow at the woman, wondering what she was planning on doing. "The festival that the Kamisato siblings settled on bringing up?" He calculated.
Beidou nodded her head with a smirk sketching onto her lips. "I want you to go," she finally states.
Kazuha's eyes widened a little at hearing those words escape Beidou's lips.
"What are you planning, Beidou?" He asked in a wary tone.
Beidou gave a teasing smile. "I'm just allowing you to take a break, that's all," she replied.
Kazuha's brows furrowed, instantly knowing that the woman was lying due to the wind and his strong hearing.
"Mmh, I'll take you up on your word," Kazuha mumbled as he turned his attention back to the figure with (H/c)-haired locks.
Beidou nodded her head, before laughing. "You better get dressed... because I'm pretty sure you have someone to try and impress tonight," she teased before heading off to talk with one of her crew mates.
Kazuha's face flushed into a light pink as he realized what Beidou was hinting at.
She was trying to get him with his crush - who was already in a relationship with a female.
"I know what you're trying to do, Beidou... but I don't think it'll work," Kazuha sighed heavily before shaking his head in disappointment and heading off to do his job on the ship.
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(Y/n) gazed at his girlfriend with an emotionless look on his face, listening to her babble on about wanting to plaster her face with a horrendous amount of makeup for tonight.
The girl turned toward her boyfriend and giggled. "Oh come on, babe... I'll be the prettiest girl out there!" She exclaimed.
(Y/n) sent a fake smile to the female before him, and nodded. "I know you will," he lied calmly.
The female beamed brightly. "I'm gonna head off. I have to get ready for the festival, after all! I'll see you in a few hours, love bug!" She exclaimed before running off.
(Y/n) felt a shiver run up his spine as he quickly shook his head. "And sometimes I wonder why I haven't broken up with her yet," he mumbled in disappointment.
"(Y/n)!" A squeaky voice hollered.
(Y/n)'s eyes brightened up at the familiar voice and turned his head.
"Paimon! Hello Lumine," (Y/n) greeted the blonde-haired female with a welcoming smile.
Paimon smiled brightly.
Lumine returned the smile with one of her own. "Are you excited for tonight?" She asked.
(Y/n) heavily sighed, but nodded his head.
Paimon and Lumine shared a look, realizing that they must've just missed a certain female that neither of them liked.
"Is it (R/n) again? Is she bothering you?" Paimon huffed out, crossing her arms over her chest.
(Y/n) hummed lightly as he nodded his head. "She wants to head to the festival tonight that the Kamisato siblings created for everyone," he answered.
Lumine gave an understanding smile at the other, before tapping her bottom lip with a finger.
"Maybe... you could say you're planning to hang out with someone else during the festival?" Lumine questioned with furrowed brows.
The (H/c)-haired male shook his head. "Can't do that when she's already, and forcefully may I add, told me she has plans for the both of us," he answered.
Paimon pouted angrily. "You're not someone's property! Have you tried to break up with her?"
"Multiple times, she keeps changing the topic every damn time," (Y/n) answered.
"That... that... Grr, she deserves a rude nickname!" Paimon exclaimed while stomping her foot in the air.
Lumine and (Y/n) laughed at the young fairy-like child.
Lumine looked over (Y/n)'s shoulder, standing on her tippy toes, and noticed Kazuha looking over at them.
A small smile slipped onto her lips, as she sent a quick wink to the crimson-eyed male who stared at her with a weird and flushed look.
She giggled quietly as she turned to look back up at (Y/n). "Maybe you'll find someone that fits you tonight," she states.
(Y/n) blink with a dumbfounded look, while Paimon smiled brightly when she understood what her companion was hinting at.
"We'll see you tonight, (N/n)! Paimon and I have to finish off the commissions Katheryne gave us," Lumine chirped before heading off.
"Bye, bye!" Paimon exclaimed while waving.
(Y/n) waved, before slowly bringing it down to his side.
"What the hell...? You know what? I'm not gonna question it," (Y/n) sighed.
The (E/c)-eyed male turned away. 'Now... let's get these cargo boxes to their respected stalls.' He thought.
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Hours wistfully passed, indicating that it was nearly time for the festival to start, thanks to the help of multiple paths becoming busy with people from everywhere in Teyvat.
Kazuha could be seen tugging at the sleeves of his red kimono with an unsure look on his face.
Beidou stood in front of the male with a proud look on her face.
"You look handsome," she stated.
Kazuha sent a smile to the female before him, feeling reassured a little.
Beidou crossed her arms over her chest.
"Have fun, okay? I want you to enjoy something special and fun for the night," Beidou retorted gently.
Kazuha hummed lowly as he stopped messing with his sleeves. "I will," he replied.
Beidou clicked her tongue before laughing. "And tell (Y/n) I said hi when you see him."
Kazuha nodded his head, knowing how the female saw the (H/c)-haired male like a brother she never had.
"Will do," he promised.
Beidou joyfully slapped Kazuha on his back, causing him to nearly tumble and fall forward.
"Now, go have some fun!" She ordered.
Kazuha smiled lightly, but nodded his head, and headed into the mob of people that were hanging around the stalls that the festivals had set up.
Beidou watched the Anemo user walk off.
"I hope Lumine's plan works," she sighed with her shoulders sagging downward.
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(Y/n) stood off to the side, blankly watching his girlfriend flirt with other men before him.
'And why am I still with her? Oh yeah, our clans wanted us to marry each other.' (Y/n) thought, biting the inside of his cheek with a frown dancing upon his lips.
Hasty, but gentle footsteps captured (Y/n)'s attention, causing him to look over in confusion.
His (E/c) hues widened when their owner took notice of a very familiar Anemo user.
It was Kazuha.
The said male was wearing a plain maple-red kimono with white lining striping around his neck and down to his feet, a set of wooden sandals separating his feet from the ground so that they wouldn't be stabbed by anything like pebbles and sticks, an obi wrapped around his waist which was designed with maple leaves.
(Y/n) felt his cheeks become flustered when he realized that he was checking out the male, and quickly looked away.
Kazuha came walking up to the (H/c)-haired male, taking in the clothing that (Y/n) wore.
(Y/n) was wearing a simple (F/c) kimono that had an (S/f/c) obi wrapped around his waist. He too also wore a set of wooden sandals.
The thing that caught Kazuha's attention more was how the kimono seemed to expose (Y/n)'s well-built figure to the world.
(Y/n)'s hair was even placed into a neater (H/s).
Kazuha became flustered as his eyes drifted over to (Y/n)'s girlfriend and mentally cringed.
The said female was caked up in makeup.
He could also tell the female was also flirting with other men right in front of her boyfriend.
(Y/n) clicked his tongue in disgust, before turning away from his soon-to-be ex-girlfriend.
Kazuha unconsciously reached a hand out to make contact with (Y/n)'s own, before pulling back.
(Y/n) took in a deep breath and sighed. "I'm guessing Beidou let you free?" He asked.
Kazuha hummed lightly, nodding his head.
(Y/n) sent a warm smile toward the slightly shorter male. "That's good, you needed it."
Kazuha gave a small smile back.
(Y/n) realized what time it must've been, as he released a disappointed mumble from his lips.
"It's almost time for the dance," (Y/n) murmured.
Kazuha frowned. "Looks like it," he agreed.
(Y/n) sent a pained smile to the male beside him, which Kazuha instantly noticed.
"I'll talk to you later," he states.
Kazuha nodded. "See you," he replied.
(Y/n) hummed before heading off, dragging his soon-to-be ex-girlfriend with him.
Kazuha watched the male with a distant look on his face. "Maybe this was a bad idea," he murmured.
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(Y/n)'s girlfriend gave an annoyed look up at the said male.
"What do you mean?" She asked with a look of disbelief.
(Y/n) heavily frowned. "I said what I said, (R/n). Our proposal, and whatever we are, is done," he answered in a blunt tone.
(R/n) gave a furious look at the male that dared to break up with her. "You have no right to break up with me! The contract between our families proves that!" She exclaimed.
(Y/n) glared at the female before him. "And the contract says that the man of the said proposal is allowed to break it off if they catch their significant other cheating on them with other men!" He retorted.
(R/n) gritted her teeth, knowing that (Y/n) was telling the truth.
It suddenly went quiet, causing everyone to turn and look.
It was Kazuha.
(Y/n)'s eyes widened when he saw Kazuha before him.
The said male now had his hair out of his ponytail, allowing it to flow freely in the slight pressure of the wind.
He also had a Cecilia flower in his hair.
Kazuha sent a smile toward (Y/n), realizing that he was being stared at.
(Y/n) was the first one to move, but was held back by (R/n) grabbing onto his wrist.
He glanced down at the female with a heavy stare.
"We can try to work things out! I promise that I'll stop flirting with other men!" (R/n) promised.
(Y/n) rolled his eyes, and snatched his hand back. "We're over," he retorted in a calm voice.
(R/n) clenched her hands by her sides, watching her now ex-boyfriend, and a wanderer meet halfway.
(Y/n) was the first one to intertwine his arms around Kazuha's waist.
Kazuha wrapped his arms around (Y/n)'s shoulders.
(Y/n) smiled lightly as the music around him and Kazuha disappeared as they both started to dance.
"You look beautiful," (Y/n) complimented.
Kazuha shook his head and smiled as his cheeks flushed pink. "And you, a handsome man that one should be glad to have as both a lover and future husband," he retorted.
(Y/n) quirked a brow at the unexpected response he was given.
Chuckling softly, (Y/n) shook his head.
"A beautiful maple leaf seemed to open my eyes to show the true beauty that one should hold so dearly. A beauty that deserves the world and recognition of all that they've done," (Y/n) replied.
Kazuha blinked, before realizing that (Y/n) was talking about him.
"You..." Kazuha trailed off.
(Y/n) smiled softly as he brushed his lips against Kazuha's pair.
Kazuha closed his eyes when he felt a pleasurable electricity make itself home between the two.
(Y/n) brought a single hand up to Kazuha's face, and stared at him with a loving stare.
Kazuha reciprocated the same look, his chest-beating like there was no tomorrow.
The two didn't dare to say anything else and allowed their lips to do the speaking.
Kazuha melted into (Y/n)'s figure as he held tightly onto the said male's kimono.
(Y/n) smiled into the kiss, as he wrapped a single arm around Kazuha's waist, pulling the said male closer to his chest.
Whistles and clapping were all muffled out as the standbys watched in glee and joy.
A hidden Lumine and Beidou fist-bumped each other, watching both (Y/n) and Kazuha share their first kiss.
The two were proud that both (Y/n) and Kazuha, despite the subtle hints that the two males kept hinting toward one another these past few months without either of them realizing it.
"I love you," Kazuha whispered against (Y/n)'s lips.
"I love you too, my beloved beauty," (Y/n) whispered back.
The duo once more shared a sweet kiss, the second fireworks went exploding into the air.
Colors littered the sky and illuminated the newly dating duo into the world that they would be sharing forever.
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