ㅤㅤㅤㅤミㅤlet the wind carry my love to youㅤ⋆ 。˚ㅤ♡
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤnot even the ocean that separates you will stop
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhis loving antics
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤheizou !
"anonymous order; ....a long distance relationship with heizou where he and his s/o send letters to one another."
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤthis is kind of set during the vision hunt decree when ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤit was near impossible to travel into inazuma just bc ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤplease enjoy, xoxo ♡
shikanoin heizou, in his line of work, was familiar to the difference of professional and unprofessional letters. he knew how to write with just in his words, he knew how to get his point across, he knew to be serious and unbiased.
but when it comes to writing just how much he misses you, it's different. it's not that it's difficult for him to express his feelings through paper, it's just not the same as getting to talk to you in person. he prefers telling you about his day over a cup of tea with you right beside him, instead of doing so by writing it down on a paper and having to re-do it several times whenever his handwriting looks even a little off or uneven.
he doesn't only miss you, he misses you being there for him. there for him to come home to, there for him to hug and kiss as soon as he walks through the door, there for him to snuggle his face in your chest after a long, hectic day.
but even if he wants you physically with him, he'd rather you be safe.
he can hold his own during the vision hunt decree with the tenryou commission, he can protect himself. but when it came to you, even if he wants to, he knows it would've been a risk he's not willing to take. as much as he wants to protect you himself, as much as he wanted to reassure himself that he can protect you by himself, he knew if he failed, the penalty for you, a non-inazuman citizen, would've been far worse than what he would get. he would lose his vision, but you would possibly lose your life.
he can't take that risk. just the thought of it made him choke on the air around him and rendered him unable to breathe for a few seconds.
he knew you'd be safer far away, in liyue, and he knew to put his connections to good use to make sure the communication between you two wouldn't be cut. so that day, he gave you one last, long, loving kiss on the lips as he hugged you tightly. he hesitated to let you go, "i'm sorry, love, if only i could, we wouldn't have to stray so far." he kissed your cheek, his hold around your waist was still tight. "i trust your decision for me, heizou. i'm just worried about you.." to your response, a tear formed at the corner of his eye. "don't worry, i'll send letters as often as i can." he promised.
he promised those letters to you, and he would never be able to call himself a man if he broke such a special promise. he snapped out of his train of thoughts when he realized a few tears have dripped onto the letter he was currently writing, already dried. he wiped away the rest of the tears that threatened to stain his cheeks as he dipped the pen in ink again.
" . . . i hope you're enjoying at least a little bit in liyue, love. don't let the fact we're not physically together stop you for having even a little bit of fun ! i know how you get, after all.
inazuma is still a catastrophe, supplies here have been scarce and the prices has raised just because of that. and for the commission, jobs have been entirely a mess. . . ."
a soft smile tugged his lips up, as he wondered what you've been keeping yourself busy with in liyue. he's aware you have relatives there, and old friends, so he has hopes that they're keeping your spirits up.
". . . we'll be together again soon, i promise you, and i'm not one to go back on my word, you should know.
i miss you so, so much, love. and i hope that when you feel the breeze brush against your skin, that you think of me. much like how i think about you when i pass by a beautiful meadow of flowers. . . ."
he continues to write for hours late into the night, chuckling to himself when he remembers how you'd scold him for doing such so late, but now you were the reason he's writing so late.
as much as he prefers telling you about his day in person, as long as you're safe, he doesn't mind smelling your signature perfume and pretending you're there. he sighs, smelling the robe he was wearing that he happened to spray with your favorite perfume earlier.
oh, how he misses you so..
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ© amaiaqt, 2023 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤdo not plagiarize !
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