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# 0.03 - THE THIRD WISH.

╰ ‘I wish to learn how to make flower crowns.’ | Chapter 3 of ‘The Five Wishes You Fulfilled For Me Before I Died’ series

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HE SCOLDS YOU FOR CALLING HIS NAME FOR NO REASON AT ALL and yet whenever you don't, he frowns and asks about your whereabouts. the yaksha that guards over liyue is certainly a strange character and an adoring laugh would've slipped out of you if you weren't too busy trying to wash away the metallic taste of blood in your mouth. amongst the cards delivered to your hands, you realized that one person hadn't sent one. of course, you didn't expect anything from him of all people but you were suddenly filled with the desire to seek his presence. now though, you wondered if you're still in any shape to converse casually. the dried tears that stuck to your cheeks made you look disheveled and though it was dark, you don't doubt that his piercing amber eyes would take note of it immediately. was your body's exhaustion really this fast approaching?

"i told you to speak my name when you need help," a voice from behind you flatly states. you don't do so much as flinch. you'd know that voice even from afar.

"xiao... it's been a while, huh? how do you do?"

the man in question frowns even deeper, allowing his polearm to disperse into fragments of lights before he approached your keeled-over form, "what are you croaking about? speak up. i can't hear you."

"gee, a little understanding, please?"

you didn't really take offense. if you had, then there was no way you could've befriended the sharp-tongued man who was just a few steps away from you by now. perhaps it was just a worthless attempt but you hoped that your little comment was enough to distract him, even just a little, from the gruesome sight you weren't able to clean up. who would've known that he was always watching your back from afar?

"who did that?"

"no one," you muttered, tense. it sounded more like a furious demand than a question and you don't think that you've ever heard such animosity from him ever since you met. heck, the way he spoke about his karma sounds tender compared to the tone he used now! "hey, calm down."

"you're bleeding. you need help."

xiao, despite not believing your words, motioned for you to come towards him. as much as he wanted to reshuffle the cards dealt by fate to whoever was dumb enough to lay a hand on you, he knew that he should probably find someone to assist you first. verr goldet should still be awake, he thinks as he glances at the moon that watched the scene curiously. time flows differently for the adepti and he couldn't be bothered to carry a watch when it doesn't apply to him but if he were to guess, it shouldn't be more than thirty past eight in the evening.

"i'm fine. there's nothing you can do to help me," you waved your hand haphazardly as you tried to stand, only to find xiao crouching in front of you.

"..." he grits his teeth, trying his hardest to fight the heat that was climbing up his pale neck, "what are you waiting for? it's faster this way so... just hurry up."

a confused sound escapes you and you half-believed that you just redefined speechlessness as you stared at his back. shifting your weight from one leg to another, you ultimately freeze as xiao turns his head slightly, just enough to meet your gaze impatiently but you knew him well enough to recognize the same shade of embarrassment on his pupils. deciding to cut the both of you some slack, you cautiously mounted his back and with an ease that made your heart skip a beat, he adjusted your position so you laid more comfortably and securely. despite your nervous fidgeting (caused by the very sharp reminder that his hands were firmly holding onto the flesh of your thighs), xiao doesn't seem to be having any trouble carrying your weight.

"um... i'm really fine... you don't need to do this. i must be really heavy, 'm so sorry..."

he only scoffs, squeezing your thighs as if to reprimand you, "you underestimate the strength of the adepti. this is nothing compared to what i have held long ago."

you don't reply, ashamed that you're taking this situation of context and even more ashamed that you're absolutely enjoying it. distracted by your fleeting thoughts, you don't notice that you have slowly nuzzled into the crook of his neck. it wasn't your intention but your subconscious desperately craved the warmth that exudes from his body. by the time you realized what you were doing, it was too late and you pretended to do it on purpose just because it felt a smidge less embarrassing.

with your bodies awfully close together, xiao desperately prayed that you didn't notice the way his breath hitched as your small sigh fanned a hot gust of air over his sensitive skin. he also prayed that you don't hear the wild pumping of his heart because he, himself, couldn't hear anything aside from that.

"xiao?" he tensed up, surprised at the intense thoughts that floated in his mind at the innocent call of his name. you're too near. you had only whispered his name prettily but in his mind, you might as well have screamed it until both his ears bled, "do you mind if we stop by dihua marsh first?"

"what? are you out of your mind? you're injured—"

"i promise i'm not—"

he ignores you're lighthearted laugh as he nearly growls, unconsciously digging his dull nails into your thighs that formed small, crescent-like engraving on your plush skin, "i can smell your blood from afar."

"hey, i really promise i'm fine. in fact, you can check for injuries right here and now!"

xiao pauses and you take it as him thinking over his options. when you slowly slid out of his grasp and he wordlessly let you, a small victorious smile curved on your lips, "if i see anything, i'm taking you to wangshu inn immediately and you better not utter another complaint."

"yes, yes... i understand. no need to frown so much," he doesn't speak of the bright twinkle in your eyes as you shrugged your coat off, twirling once to show that true to your words, no trace of blood could be seen on your clothes. aside from the remnants of the gore on your palms, you looked unscathed and xiao realized that he could finally breathe again.

"if you're not injured, what was that on your hand?"

you knew he'd ask eventually but that didn't stop the recoil from coming. nervously looking at the side, you took one long breath in before plastering a smile on your face as you met his ever-serious gaze, "about that... care to chat in a place more comfortable?"

xiao curiously raised a brow despite the seemingly permanent scowl on his face. still, he offered his gloved hand quite roughly though it was more endearing in your eyes, "to dihua marsh, right?"

"if it isn't too much trouble..."

"isn't it too late to say that?"

you only laughed at his little grumble, knowing full well that he doesn't mind taking you anywhere you wanted to go. why else would he go out of his way to accompany you to sal terrae three days after you mentioned it in passing? taking his hand gingerly, he immediately pulls you closer to him, and almost as quickly, a heady scent envelops you. for someone who claims that aromas do not cling to him after grueling hours of hunt, you sure could pinpoint that the fragrance on his clothes was one of the refreshing scents of qingxin flowers and honey-roasted almonds. it's faded now and you purse your lips in worry. surely that must mean that he hasn't been resting? xiao had the habit of having his beloved dish during the morning during the winter season, having been too exhausted by the increasing amounts of exorcisms he needed to do to bother eating upon his return.

shaking away your worry, you try to ignore the other underlying stench that coats him. death. it's nothing unpleasant like the decaying flesh of a cold corpse but there was something unique about it that you could recognize it as that. it was hard to describe but once you meet someone on their deathbed, you'll know. it's the scent of a fast-approaching demise carried by hundreds of volatile materials. who were you kidding? he deals with death so, of course, he'll smell like it. or maybe you've finally lost it and whatever scent you carried had rubbed off on him with your close proximity.

closing your eyes, you tried to focus on the good parts. the scent of the candied chestnuts and sweet potatoes that you ate earlier in your festival meal, the faint floral residue of the perfume you wore, the quick whiff you got of saltwater and sea plants... ah, you arrived. peering over xiao's shoulder, you tried to find a suitable spot to rest. you wouldn't appreciate your socks getting wet so definitely not near the waters. you have a hard time removing the dirt stains on your clothes so not the hills. the other parts are occupied by monsters and you couldn't be bothered with defeating them first.

biting back a sigh, you rolled your shoulders back. you might've been unusually picky tonight but you were about to relay some life-changing news. comfortability should be your right because soon it wouldn't even matter anymore. you swear it's just about that. you were certainly not procrastinating on the inevitable.

"we're here. speak now and fulfill your end of the bargain."

you chuckle nervously, "you really need to relax a little... would it kill you to be softer?"

"softness would do me no favors and neither would your avoidance. tell me now or i'll find out for myself."

" woah, there... is that a threat? we're not enemies here. i think i should remind you that."

he says your name once, eyes narrowed in a warning and you sigh in defeat, "okay. fine. i'm sick."

"sick? then shouldn't you be resting?"

you sighed, leaning against the trunk of an old tree, "like i said, it wouldn't help me."

"hmph. you mortals are so difficult. you say one thing and the other says another—"

"i'm dying," you interrupt him with a humorless smile, "there's no recovering no matter what i do so i'm out here walking while i still can. it's sad, isn't it?"

xiao swallows as he feels his blood freeze over. surely not? of all the people in liyue, he was one of those that painfully knew the permanency of death the best. it was not something to be thrown around as a foul joke! anger swells up in his chest but as he eyes the distraught hidden in your carefree smile, he finds his words dying in his throat. surely not...

"i was out here to say goodbye to you because... there probably won't be a next time. when you found me, i was just about to call for you but my body beat you to it."

he was certain that he was being delusional. of course, he has to be! the weight of his karma must've finally made his nightmares bleed into reality but that was it, wasn't it? nightmares, dreams... all of it could come blurring into the reality he perceives but they would never amount to be anything but that. dreams are dreams and reality is reality. there was no way that someone as pure and gentle as you would be fated to an early death. that was not how karma works. he would know.

"xiao? it's... a good time to say something? i'm getting pretty scared of your silence..."

the yaksha doesn't speak, doesn't breathe even as his fingers trembled at his side. you look too weak, too fragile to be the person he once knew. you try to reach out to him — anything to snap him out of his confused daze but he backs away. he backs away because the moment he feels your warmth radiate over his skin, he'll know that it was real — that he'd lose you many years before he expected to — and xiao refuses to accept that. he couldn't. it feels too much of a crime to add to his already long list.

"hey now... don't go avoiding speech when you just threatened me to say something..."

something foreign stirs in him. it's hot and suffocating and if that wasn't enough to say that it wasn't a good sign then nothing else would be. he's never been good with anything foreign, having been stuck in liyue for as long as he could remember and so when he feels that strange feeling bubble up — when he feels his chest close up and when he feels abnormally sharp claws carve at his heart, he schools his face to something colder, sinister even. he wanted to scream, claw his eyes out so the tears wouldn't fall but he can't do that. yakshas who knew death's caress as their first touch don't do that.

"unbelievable. you came all the way from the harbor to tell me this?"

"i— what?"

his grip grew taut and you notice. concerned eyes flitted from his eyes to his fists, convinced that he would've injured himself if it weren't for his gloves, "mortal life is fickle and death consumes your kind every day. there was no reason for you to tell me about such a common occurrence. if that is all, i'll be taking my leave. do not call for measly matters."

you watched as he teleported away, leaving you alone in the islet. not even the cicadas were around to accompany you tonight. it was just silence and unbearable cold.

you should've been mad at him for disregarding your life just like that. how cruel was it to say that you're overreacting when you were just a few hours away from certain doom? being mad was your right. no one would've judged you for it but how could you be mad?

he was crying.

you don't think you could bear to witness the sight one more time and so you left back to liyue harbor where it was easier to pretend that the voices in your head didn't exist.

CHRYSANTHEMUMS ARE BEAUTIFUL — and they would make for wonderful funeral flowers, you mused to yourself as you patiently eyed the vase that decorated director hu's office. she was out with zhongli doing god knows what but the undertaker in front was kind enough to let you wait inside. you'd rather not deal with the gossip that was sure to come. if someone were to catch you idling around in front of a funeral parlor, well, they'd surely jump to conclusions — correct conclusions.

"oho? ohoho? well, look who's visiting, mr. zhongli!"

"ah... yes... this is certainly a surprise but not quite unwelcomed. may i ask what brings you here?"

you laughed as hu tao came over to give you a hug, her cheeks smooshing against yours as she playfully cuddled into your seated form, "i came to inquire if that discount is still up for grabs?"

"hm? did you murder someone or something?"

"director hu," zhongli sighs as he offers you a cup of tea that was, thankfully, made already, "i hardly think that is an appropriate question to ask."

"no, it's fine. it's not a question i can't answer because i'm still perfectly innocent," you paused, "as far as i know?"

hu tao pulled away. with her seated in her chair properly, the scent of plum blossom that clung to her was gone and you could once again smell the incense that wrapped the entire building, "if not for some poor guy that you beat up, then for whom are you asking?"

"about that... aha, it's for me," your eyes meet zhongli's, and... who were you kidding, of course, he knew. the sad smile he sent you was comforting. it's nice to know that even after you pass, a god would still remember your name.

without letting hu tao ask, you recounted the interaction between you and the nuns of the church of favonius as well as your brief meeting with baizhu. aether had insisted that you get a second opinion and you didn't see the point when that night, you fainted out of the sheer pain that pierced through your chest once again. if there was truly hope left for you, then at least one of the potions albedo gave you would've quelled the pain, even if it was a measly bit.

"i see... i'm sorry to hear that. unfortunately, there is nothing that we can offer to suspend your fate but at the very least, we can give you a send-off to be remembered."

it's so strange to see her suddenly don a professional tone but you should've known better than to doubt her. despite her unusualness, hu tao was someone who's incredibly passionate about her job. you didn't need to know about funerary ethos to see that, "i was hoping i could leave the arrangements to you? i'm not really picky and i don't really have much time to ponder about the details. anything's fine as long as it's for close friends only uh... that is if they want to come..."

"i see... that can be settled. anything else?"

"i'd like chrysanthemums to be used and... um... is it possible to hold the rites without my body?"

"it could be done but... why?"

you shrugged casually. this was surprisingly an easy conversation though... you are talking to hu tao who has an unconventional but good perspective on life and death, "i don't think i'll be able to return to liyue from inazuma."

hu tao nods understandingly before proceeding to explain the things that were going to be done during the funeral itself. you wonder why she's telling you all of this when it wouldn't matter to you. still, you listen. this was important to her and it's... oddly heartwarming to see her determination as she worked.

"on behalf of everyone in wangsheng funeral parlor, no, everyone you've ever encountered, we are sorry to see you go. thank you for everything that you've done for us and we hope that you live the rest of your days to the fullest."

hu tao bows deeply in respect and zhongli follows suit, leaving you in an awkward position. you wanted to say that it wasn't necessary but maybe this was some cultural tradition that you didn't want to overlook. hesitantly, you bowed back out of respect before muttering that you had a ship to catch which, wasn't too far from the truth.

"please... allow me to walk you out."

zhongli sends you a polite smile, eyes seemingly hinting for you to accept and that was enough for you to indulge in curiosity. giving one last wave to hu tao, you step out of her office and into the well-maintained hallways of the establishment.

"forgive me if this is too intrusive to ask but... have you told anyone else?"

you huffed in amusement, "he knows if that's your true question."

"did you tell him yesterday?"

surprised, you only nodded as zhongli sighed with a soft shake of his head, "no wonder..."

"what do you mean by that?"

laying a hand on the small of your back, zhongli guided you away from a rushing passerby. liyue's streets are always busy. you don't think it'll ever stop for anyone, "miss goldet approached us in distress earlier. it was what director hu and i sorted when you first arrived."

"verr goldet? did something happen?"

"quite. a big chunk of dihua marsh was... damaged last night as the miasma seemed to mysteriously grow rampant."

you froze. xiao... "is he alright?"

"it's hard to be 'alright' when encountering such news..." he bitterly smiled, "loss is a battle constantly fought by those who have lived and will continue to live for many millennia. the more losses you have suffered, the less you know how to accept fate."

worry began etching itself on your features. this was far from what you expected to happen when you told xiao. if anything, it was him whom you expected to take the news the best as he had grown used to speaking words that portray him and death as close acquaintances. you were foolish to think that, in retrospect, and you wonder if you had made a mistake. as if sensing your thoughts, zhongli halts and briefly holds your hand as a signal.

"there is no outrunning the invitation of death however when you are told of this fact before you pass and you choose to silently take it to your grave, it is the living that must suffer the consequences of your action. mourning will never not cause pain but when you weren't told anything and weren’t given any time to anticipate loss, things that hurt, hurt more. "

zhongli pats your shoulder sympathetically, "that young adeptus has suffered a perilous life. it does not come as a surprise that he has run away from that which threatens to bring him pain once more. perhaps you would say that he should be used to such unexpected events after all that has transpired in the many wars he had witnessed but, dearest child, has he ever adored anyone as much as he adored you?"

"he hasn't... but he will," you cleared your throat, looking into the direction of yujing terrace, "he'll find someone who adores him just as much and he'll learn to return the favor."

the former archon chuckles as he follows your gaze, "do you say that to remove the guilt from your heart or do you say that because that is your wish for him? the words you speak now are words you could speak because he has spared you the sight of his anger and what is anger if not the part of him that loves you?"

"xiao cannot be judged by the same measure you use amongst your kind for he, himself, has suffered far too many grievances that none of you can comprehend. does it come as a shock when you see that anger is the only emotion he speaks?"

"anger... is the only emotion he speaks?"

"his affection has turned into an anger for his being that deserves none of your tenderness. his compassion has turned into an anger that drives him to continue to swear by his contract with rex lapis. now, his sorrow has manifested into an anger that screams for you whom he believed deserved a fate much kinder than what was bestowed. mayhaps not with him but xiao has only ever prayed for your safety and happiness. see him now and you'll see his resentment for the world that dared treat you with anything but kindness."

"is that why you're here?" you smile listlessly, "because you cannot fault him for his anger?"

zhongli shakes his head, mirroring your words from earlier, "is that your true question?"

"would you answer me if i told you it wasn't?"

"very clever," he chuckles with eyes misting over with subtle pride, "but if you must know... i simply think that one shouldn't miss such an opportunity. there is no greater pain than saying your farewells once the moment has passed when you had the chance to offer it in the moment it truly mattered.

"ah, i didn't realize we've walked this far. this is as far as i will go. please consider my words kindly and though it may mean very little now," zhongli lays a hand over your head as he tips his head slightly, "you have my blessing. may you go forth in prosperity.

"and he says he has placed his past behind..." you whisper to yourself as you make your way back to dihua marsh.

"you there! may i interest you with our selection of flowers?"

you blinked, "flowers?"

ONCE PERCHED AS A CROWN OF HOPEFUL DREAMS — nervously nibbling on your lip, you paced back and forth as you held your occupied hands in front of you. maybe this was a mistake and maybe zhongli was wrong to say that you should still venture to mutter your farewell when xiao has strictly told you to only call him if it's for urgent concerns.

ah, but is your passing not an urgent concern?

gulping, you looked at the bright blue sky above you. beidou wouldn't take it too kindly if you delay her any further when you were one of the people who pestered her to speed up the preparations for sailing. besides, if you didn't speak now, you wouldn't be able to speak to him ever again. with that in mind, you hugged the white chrysanthemums close to your chest.

"xiao," a soft gust of wind blows past your form and slowly, you opened your eyes to meet dull, amber ones.

"you called?"

"i did."

an awkward silence fills the small space in between you two and before he could utter something about leaving (you knew him and you recognize the downward curve of his lips), you spoke.

"i'm leaving for inazuma in a few hours and... i don't want last night to be our last conversation. i don't want you to hate yourself for telling me such words and i don't want to hate myself for keeping my silence. i think that... we both have too little time for that."

"...you're leaving?"

"i made a few friends in inazuma and while we spent the shortest time together, i figured i still owe them a goodbye," you walked towards the same tree you were leaning on before and sat under its shade, "sit with me?"

xiao hesitates before taking the spot beside you, leaving enough space so that you wouldn't be touching each other.

"...fair enough. um... i don't even know what i want to say but... i want you to listen. you can leave anytime you want. i won't hold it against you. you don't need to reply either. i just need you to hear me out or y'know... try to, at least."

taking his silence as his agreement, you looked down at your lap. you don't think you could meet his gaze. his eyes are too honest and his honesty was painful. too painful even for you who'll only need to bear it for a few more days, "uh so... i'm— fuck, okay."

"i'm sorry."

you pause in surprise, abruptly looking at him to see xiao's gaze turned to someplace far away, "what?"

"i'm sorry for running away and i'm sorry for not being able to protect you."

"you couldn't have done anything."

xiao scoffs, tracing over his mask bitterly, "isn't that the point? ...my feelings for you are difficult but i had sworn to you that i would protect you from whatever dares to lay you in harm's way. i didn't fail. i've come to your aid before anyone could even do so much as give you a scratch. i thought... that if i watched over liyue well enough, you'd at least live a prosperous life. i never dared ask for more. that much is enough."

"xiao..."

"but despite my efforts, death has no mercy and it sent a curse that i could never face. is this... a product of my karma? was the world's grudge so severe that it has to take the one person i swore to protect no matter what the cost?"

"this is not your fault! it's no one's so..." your indignant stance falters as he sends you a glare.

"do you think i'm so foolish that i don't know that? i do," he clenches his teeth, "but it doesn't change the fact that you're dying and i can't do anything. somehow, that makes me feel at fault no matter how absurd it sounds."

you slump further into the soil as he continues. in a similar absurd manner, it makes you feel sorry that you're dying, "you are... the only person who tried to understand me and succeeded and you'll be the only person to ever make me wonder about life's pleasures. i will remember you until my own demise comes and if sinners can receive the blessing of reincarnation too, then i shall remember you in mine as well."

for a while, you didn't respond and when you finally regained your bearings, you laugh lightheartedly, "and to think i came all the way here to ask you to let me go... i forgot how stubborn you can be."

"calling the adepti stubborn? hmph. you have some nerve."

"i still think it's better if you forget about me. it'll make you suffer less. make it hard to remember that i can't offer my comfort even if i want to with all my soul."

xiao raises a brow, a sigh escaping his lips as he sent you another half-hearted glare, "you might have forgotten so i shall remind you. though i am an adeptus, i could not care less about granting human wishes."

"and you don't ever have to worry about that," you scrunch your nose as you pinched his cheek much to his flustered surprise, "most people would rather live the rest of their lives in misery than bear through your agonizing glare."

"let me go—"

"you didn't let me finish."

"what now?" he mutters as he successfully pried himself off your grip.

"i won't tell you how to live your life. if you want to hold on to me until the next time we meet, fine by me. i'll rush to you as soon as i see you enter the pearly gates or something. if you want to remember my face until the very end of your years, then i'll remember your name for just as long but xiao... i also want you to be happy. i want to look down from up there and say 'ah, he's smiling... i'm glad.' i want you to try to live because if your adoration for me hasn't changed when we meet again, i'd want to be able to tell you that you carried me so well in your heart that it almost felt like i was still alive too. those simple wishes are the only things i'll ask from you because... hah, for the longest time that was my dream. i hoped to make you smile more myself but i don't think i'll be able to do that now... am i selfish for asking this?"

"you wish me happiness?"

taking his surprise as an opportunity, you laid the tightly knit carnations on his head, "why wouldn't i? you're the one this world owes it to the most."

"and this is?"

"a flower crown! i've always wanted to learn how to make one and that kind merchant in liyue taught me just in time. i'm offering the first and last one i'll ever make to you. i know you just said that you don't grant wishes but... is it bad for me to hope that i'm special enough to be spoiled by you?"

"such mortal accessories... do not suit me."

you rolled your eyes, "says who? you? invalid. i refuse to accept it. y'know... when you're not too busy glowering, you have really soft features that match such soft flowers."

xiao's eyes widened almost imperceptibly. thankfully, you knew him well enough to notice such minor changes. smirking in delight, you lean further into him as you watch a red hue slowly stain his skin, "oh? do compliments fluster you? my, my—"

"if you still want to go to inazuma in one piece, i'd shut up now."

"shutting up~"

chrysanthemums carry the weight of a million words. to some, they are a symbol of life and rebirth. to others, it's a symbol of devoted love and loyalty. to the less fortunate, they are tokens of grief — a beautiful message that honors the full life of the dead. chrysanthemums mean everything and anything but as you inched closer to xiao, no longer needing the respectable boundary between your two hurt souls, chrysanthemums could only mean the memory of someone to be cherished even beyond what this life could offer.

it's a shame that you must limit your shared joys to optimistic wishes but it'll do. even if the afterlife didn't exist, your equal adoration for him would continue to persist even after your body perishes. it was a promise. one you sealed with the crown he hesitantly wore.

“don’t tie down your happiness to me, xiao,” you lean on his shoulder, smiling softly when he didn’t pull away, “you deserve more than that kind of joy.”

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Genshin men bus and fieldtrip hcs

Pairings: Childe, Itto, Scaramouche, Kaeya, Ayato, Thoma, Albedo, Xiao, Diluc, Zhongli x reader

Synopsis: Going on a fieldtrip with the genshin men and classroom dynamics

Tags: fluff

a/n: tried to do a different hcs format (paragraph forms) but I ended up rewriting this because it didn't feel right. exam week so updates will be quite slowww.

Childe

noisy clown #1

obviously seated at the back of the bus with his friends so you try to avoid them as much as possible

pretty close with him actually ever since you two became seatmates. already labeled as best seatmate in your mind from the numerous laughter sessions you've experienced beside him

from the 'bond' you two formed, he submits to you almost immediately making you feel like a girlboss

just throw him a look, he shuts up. scold him, he shuts up. feels like a dog on a leash and you're secretly loving it

tries his best to crack jokes on the bus loudly (much to the dismay of the officers) so you could laugh at him

and when you do, his day is completed and he feels like he won the lottery

glances at you facing the window because the backseats of the bus is elevated and smiles unconsciously until he gets hit by Itto

buys random snacks, souvenirs and whatever cute thing he can find to give to you

when a bad weather happens during the fieldtrip, he covers you with an umbrella and goes back to the bus together

pls he feels like it's a movie when you two shared an umbrella under the rain (forgot he left his friends stranded because their screams were muted to him)

"thank you, wait here I'll get some of our classmates umbrellas." you say as you enter the bus and he waits at the door. you can't help but smile and shake your head, feeling giddy at the rain scenario.

Itto

noisy clown #2, class clown and the ultimate chatterbox

you don't know if you want to rip your ears out or stapler his mouth

talks really loud, he doesn't know how to whisper! laughs like there's no tomorrow and everyone has to hear how happy he is

teases you from time to time because you're smaller than him and he's the tallest in the class

gets the butterflies when you poke his stomach in revenge. the first time you did it your finger bent from the rock hard abs and you were flustered.

yes he's the kind of guy who has open polo/open blazer inside the classroom

had the audacity to take off his shirt during field trip break time and you couldn't take your eyes off him because he just looks too good. you're with the females that time and it kind of irks you when they're giggling and talking about Itto

approaches you casually during walks and chats with you, he's surprisingly bearable to be with! that was until he points out random things in the museum that looks like a dick and you wanna cry because his sentence echoed in the quiet place making everyone look behind at the two of you

you're confused af when you settle down on the bus, because he's seating right next to you and you ask your friend with a questioning glance and she just nods

Itto proceeds to tease and ship classmates in the bus and you can't help but smile and laugh

deadass ships himself with you but the class laughter dies down because they would not believe you would go out with him

if it was you, you would be embarrassed and hurt from the jabs of your classmates about how you're out of someone's league. Itto being Itto just laughs it off but you know he's still human so you speak up for him.

"I kinda like Itto, maybe I'll give him a chance." you retort at an insult and the whole bus roars and howls in "OHHHHHHHH"

Scaramouche

part of the noisy squad but always gets teased by his friends because he's the only short one in the friend group

you sometimes stare at him and picture a chihuahua because he looks like that when he fights back on exclaims about his height

Scaramouche was about to go inside the bus but he bumped into Childe who suddenly turned around, blocking the doorway

"Dude, what the fuck is your problem?" Scaramouche tries to push Childe but the ginger doesn't budge.

"Scara bro, you should be left the elementary students are staying." "You fucker!" Childe immediately dashes inside the bus and Scaramouche chases after him while the officers settled at the front yells.

that one time where you two were the only ones doing a group activity in a seven member group, streams of insults and curses came out of his mouth for making you two suffer, especially you.

hates seeing you having a hard time and always helps you quietly

so when he sees you fanning yourself from the heat and the strenuous activity, he immediately buys chilled water bottles for you and him (so you can drink water together)

your heart can't help but skip a beat and mutter a shy thanks to him in which he replies with a shy "you're welcome" making you smile

you two talk while taking a rest until his friends ruin the moment and you feel Scaramouche burning up

you don't how his friends suddenly backed out and said they were gonna buy water bottles themselves.

"goodluck with your date" Childe doesn't miss the chance to tease him and you look over to Scaramouche to see his ears heated red.

Kaeya

the school playboy who has a new girlfriend each week but as months go by, his antics toned down for some reason

has already slid in your dms a few times but you don't entertain a guy with a reputation like him

never really got to know him except that he's friends with the noisy group, his brother is the vice president and he's a pretty chill dude

"coincidentally" gets on the same team with you in the group games and carries the team from being athletic

you're so embarrassed falling behind and struggling to go up the spider net until his hands rests on your ass and pushes you up

you could only croak and crawl on the next with shaking legs to the next set of obstacles

actively participating in the games that got everyone a question mark above their heads because he's known for skipping training

flexes his arms, ass, muscles during games and your cheeks heat up because why does it feel on purpose?

your gaze hovers to his friends and brother who has weirded out and disgusted looks on their faces as they watch him. then your gaze lands on female classmates who are glued to the motion of Kaeya's body

"nice one (y/n)!" Kaeya jogs over to you, skin shining in sweat, hair sticking to his forehead. how could someone look so good sweating? he has a hand raised asking for a high five from you.

you jump a little to catch his hand and Kaeya smiles sweetly at you. maybe you could give this guy a chance...he's pretty decent.

Ayato

poor Ayato (he's rich) who's part of the officers but his heart belongs with his friends and is always separated from them because of his duties

leaks some supposed to be classified information to his friends like schedules, events, plans, etc.

unfortunately for him, he's seated at the front with his fellow officers and often looks back to his friends having fun at the back and them waving mockingly at him

he's like a child who has been told to go sleep in the afternoon instead of playing with his friends

Ayato looks back for the hundredth time with a pout wanting to join his friends who are now sharing chips at the back

destiny or whatever you can call it; you two catch each other's gaze when he pouts and his lips instantly straighten and his face turns from puppy to daddy with his gaze that makes you so uncomfortable you turn away

you're laughing so hard inside because you just caught him looking like that but you hide your mouth from anyone in case he's still looking at your expression

yes he's still looking at you until Diluc snatches him back to seat properly

dude fell in love with you but doesn't interact during fieldtrip because he's so bothered at the fact you saw him acting like a child. he's so stressed.

after gaining some balls to talk to you, he approaches you asking you to be his partner in math class while shamelessly promoting his math skills. "let's be partners, I'm very good at math!"

you actually become close with him on the duration of this partnership by frequenting his house and that his family knows about you now

Ayato texts you goodnight while laying down and you send a goodnight back to him. He clutches his phone, looking at the chat full of hearts despite being just friends.

Thoma

the classroom crush, no the campus crush who has female juniors asking for him during class breaks to give a gift

also friends with Childe, Itto, Scaramouche, Kaeya, Ayato but you always find it unbelievable because he's so different and responsible!

if his friends are walking the hallways being rowdy, he's at the back walking very chill and apologizing to passerby

the mom of the friend group and the whole class. a very reliable guy which earned him the respect of your classmates.

he's leading the barbecue preparations for lunch with some female classmates who's also skilled in cooking. when the meat were done, you shyly asked your friend to get some for both of you

Thoma unexpectedly gives you special treatment by giving a large portion of meat, side dishes and some grilled veggie skewers

"thank you Thoma!" "you're welcome, come to me if you want some more." He smiles at you and you giggle as he winks secretly at you. let's pretend you weren't going feral inside at that moment.

a male classmate who once asked Thoma for on how to get 'bitches' sees this and exclaims. "I thought bros before hoes!"

everybody freezes at the sudden tension and murderous aura coming from Thoma's back as he faces the guy who insulted you.

the usual sweet guy has now changed in a matter of seconds, his friends also stop eating to look at the scene

"she's not a hoe. maybe you don't get bitches because you treat women like that." He spats out with malice and you blush, butterflies forming in your stomach after him defending you

he's angrily tossing meat into the grill but quickly calms down as he sees you enjoying his food with your friends

Albedo

the class representative in each and every art competition

really aloof so you don't bother to talk to despite him being attractive, just a few secret glances here and there

you always see him have a sketchbook in hand, even during this fieldtrip he brought it. he must really enjoy drawing for him to have an attachment

surprisingly, Albedo left the sketchbook on the table while going to the restroom. curiosity filled you and now you're flipping the pages slowly; taking in the marvelous art made by your classmate, only for it to get snatched out of your hand by a breathless, flushed Albedo.

"Y-you cannot see that." he says tone a little cold and you mutter an apology as you continue to eat in silence. how dumb could you be? of course he's gonna get uncomfortable from his privacy being disturbed

a few pages more and you'll see yourself on the sketchbook *sighs*

your mind is extremely bothered from a classmate harboring ill feelings towards you until albedo notices your expressions and assures you it's okay

you're so wrong, because albedo has the fattest crush on you!

he only thought he was attached to you because you looked beautiful in his eyes and that he liked you to be his subject. but as time goes by, his pages are now filled with sketches of you and often getting frustrated when a mistake stains your beauty

afraid of you finding out about it because he feels like he's a creep

well, the universe had other plans because you caught him sketching you in class and he almost jumped out of his skin

"is that me?" you point at the woman looking to the side with some trees as background. "yeah" albedo wants to take his little sister, go out of the country, change names and never look back because his world was crumbling down as soon as you found out

"I like it." silence fills in between as albedo falls down the chair and you scramble to help him

Kazuha

kazuha the quiet kid who's insanely good at literature and is a genius

often seen all by himself or with his friend Xiao but mostly alone

gives you papers before you even ask for one and it always ended up with your heart jumping and beating

the next stop was a newly built planetarium and it was evident everybody was excited for this place

surprise surprise you're seated with Kazuha and just the way he turns his head to face you makes your legs feel wobbly

the show starts and the chairs recline for people to lie down while watching the playing video on the ceiling

"this feels so romantic" you freeze as you heard your seatmate speak and it was none other than Kazuha. you're screaming inside while you bit your lip to hold it all back in because he's right about this being romantic

"yeah, it's like stargazing." "do you like stargazing?"

you let out a little "mhm" as you continue to watch the video and let your mind wander off, stomaching all the information relayed through the speakers

you always thought Kazuha was this shy, timid kid but that assumption was thrown out the window the moment he dared to hold your hand

you're trying so hard not to squirm in your sit from the jitters you got! you try to calm you and your heart down but as you're finally getting better, your head feels lightheaded as shivers travel throughout your body as his fingers play with yours

what is he doing to you???

Kazuha was just testing if you liked him! he looks over to you and his smile signifies his test was successful

you're leaving the planetarium awfully close with each other much to the confusion of others

Xiao

lol this is the shy, timid kid

super cold and aloof, avoids Childe's group at any cost

you had a few interactions with him in class but all of those were just short and silent works

sits in class with earphones in both ears, taking them off when a teacher comes in

you're heading to the café with your classmates scattered on the food hall as everyone decided to have a snack break

you were surprised to see Xiao dressed in a leather jacket, headphones resting on his neck; buying at this pastel cutesy place that had a stark contrast on his outfit

the urge to get close with him took over you as you quickly fell in line before somebody could take the place

"hi Xiao" he paused taking money out of the wallet and slowly looks at your beaming face. you look to the cashier's hand and saw two packs of almond tofu. Xiao realizes you're looking at his order and pays, walking fast away from you

you frown and order with a pout, trying not to dwell on it too much. the food's gonna make you feel better anyway

you're exiting the shop and then froze as you caught Xiao waiting. he's leaning his head back against the post and straightens his posture right away when he sees you

nevertheless, you smile and approach him while Xiao feels cornered

"how about we eat we together?" you ask him and Xiao stiffly follows you as you two sit down beside each other. chatting, making small talk feels so surreal to him especially that the girl he had his eyes on was doing this with him

Diluc

the strict vice president of the class but turns soft when you appease him??

another campus crush who often gets called to other classes because someone wants to see him

returns with a sour look on his face and mumbles "what a waste of time"

no.1 Kaeya and friends hater

he looks so stressed even more so than the president who always has a calm look on his face

when students enter the bus, he's doing a headcount and checks if everybody is settled down

turns out you're missing and panics swells deep inside him. "Zhongli! (y/n)'s missing!" he reports to Zhongli who almost spits out the hot tea in his mouth

"who's missing?" you beam at him as you pant before you climb the bus. to your surprise, Diluc stops you from going back to your seat and asks "where have you been?"

"I was at the restroom" he sighs and tries to calm himself down until he sees the plastic you've been hiding behind you. uh oh looks like you're caught.

"grape juice!" you hand him the cool refreshment before he could complain and you scurry back to your seat

he looks at the drink with a note sticked into it "don't be too stressed vice prez :(( <3"

his gaze travels to where you are but you're staring at the window, refusing to look at him so he sits down and takes out his phone

"thanks" he types and a smile forms on his lips, Ayato who's curious leans over to peek just in time Diluc sneers and elbows him

Zhongli

the president of the class who's very laidback and chill

feels so ahead of everyone and so mature, naturally the father of the class

some girls were giggling calling him "daddy" and you can't help but let a chuckle out of your lips

you can't forget that one encounter when you thought you bumped into a teacher who was Zhongli

he was wearing an eyeglass and an outfit so formal you could mistake him as a young teacher. "I'm sorry sir!" you bow down and repeatedly apologize but then stop as you heard the laugh that made your breath hitch

"it's okay, I'm a student like you." Zhongli says with a bright smile, hands on his pockets, and the afternoon sun shining over him

"oh" that was the only thing you could mutter before embarrassment fills your whole being

he's the one who announces the itinerary, makes sure everything goes according to plan and checks if everyone's feeling okay and no one's sick

very worried about everyone's wellbeing *cough* especially yours

he's the one Kaeya asked to put you two in the same team and Zhongli finally understood Diluc's distaste for this bastard

agrees to Kaeya and joins in your team but the previous teams had an injured person so he had to take care of said person begrudgingly

never got to interact with you the whole day so he's upset. not until you thank him for today

"thank you for today, we really enjoyed the trip." Zhongli nods and acknowledges your thanks, then a clever idea popped into his mind. he clears his throat and prevents you from walking away.

"hey do you mind if you go to dinner with me? we didn't really get to be with each other this day, and I want to spend time with you."

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jeno-has-jaem

3 years ago

trouble in paradise?

in which you and your rival co-actor were partnered up for your chemistry on-screen…and now that you’ve realized it, it’s proven to become more of a challenge not to fall for each other. (or : short dialogues shared)

character/s: albedo, ayato, childe, kazuha, scaramouche, xiao

a/n: hehe hi @sohyuki

childe.

getting interviewed about dating rumors,

“is it true that the both of you really aren’t together?”

it takes every fiber in you to not choke or spit out the water in your mouth, as you (shakily) set down the previously offered water bottle with a hasty and composed smile. “again, neither of us are interested in dating each other. we do admit that we have an…amiable relationship as co-actors, but definitely nothing more or less than that.”

yeah right, you can feel your inner voice openly chide as your eyes flit towards childe’s in masked panic. however, all you witness from your co-actor is his irritatingly polite smile, and a seemingly unfazed demeanor despite the intrusive and bothersome question.

“i don’t know, i think we look pretty good together.” he grins in a boyish manner, his slender fingers somehow finding its way to tease a lock of your hair within his grasp. you can feel a blush creep upon your cheeks at the unexpected remark, and you fight the urge to cuss him out in the middle of national television. not when your interviewer was clearly gushing at the sight of you two, and the glint of mischief in his ocean blue eyes almost dare to taunt you in his twisted idea of a challenge.

“it’s a shame,” you seethe through gritted teeth and a forced smile, discreetly unlacing his fingers from your freshly styled bed of hair. “that we’re just friends who aren’t attracted to each other.”

“says who?” you hear him pipe jokingly from beside you, and you swear your head whips back to him faster than lightning, a bewildered look evident in your eyes. “for all we know, i could have been secretly in love with you for the last few months.”

“ha ha, really funny.” you swallow the words as his fingers casually bump against yours, the warm sensation of it rendered as something foreign in your brain. it takes a moment to also register that his face was now inches from yours, a playful smirk on his face as he revels in the sight of your disbelief.

“funny, huh? care to find out whether it’s true, then?”

your tomato-hued face was the one thing childe took pride in, before the director giddily shouted ‘cut!’, and the interview was finally over.

the next day, your names were in bold headlines — and to much of your evident disappointment, even more rumors of the both of you “dating” were scattered all over the gushing press and intrigued audience.

xiao.

photographing for a magazine cover,

“how much longer do you have to touch me?”

“you think i appreciate this any more than you do?” he sneers, amber irises recoiling quickly in disgust at the sight of you. “stop moving and let’s get this over with.”

“that’s great, you two look perfect!” the photographer praises in evident enthusiasm from behind. “could you bring the lady a little closer to your chest?”

a squeak comes out of you when you feel your co-actor obey the order, much to his utter dismay. “you keep writhing. could you tone that down for a fucking second?”

“well in case you haven’t noticed, i’m not exactly the most comfortable with—!” your words catch in your throat when xiao slyly angles his head down to a patch of skin on your neck. you can hear his breath hitch and your pulse quicken at the little gesture, his seething words suddenly coming out clearer than ever against your flushed complexion.

“neither am i. now you’d better shut up, before i make you.”

“that pose is perfect! adjust your expressions — yes, keep it like that for a bit longer!”

it almost hurts to keep your breathing controlled, but it’s all you can do to calm the thrumming of your heart, as your conflicted eyes meet his indecipherable irises boring straight back into yours.

“…fine. dickwad.”

“incessant bitch.”

scaramouche.

bickering after a kissing scene,

“oi, someone get me some mouthwash.” you hear your co-actor grumble in disgust, while hastily wiping his lips with the back of his hand.

“a mint for me.” you scoff in return, only rolling your eyes when he turns to you with a death glare that seemed to harbor a shred of disbelief. “what? you taste like shit.”

“yeah, because i kissed shit.”

your scowl deepens at his words, and it takes the director’s exhausted command to split the sparking tension apart between you two. a part of you felt bad, considering this had already become some sort of “normal” routine ever since he scouted the both of you to play the main roles in a romantic film. but could he blame the both of you for getting pissed off after having to repeat that damned kissing scene for several takes?

“the good news is,” the director inhales a hefty breath. “that’s the last kissing scene you have to do together.”

“well, i wouldn’t intend to kiss her ever again.” scaramouche snorts. “she’s one hell of a shitty kisser.”

“oh like you were any better, dipshit.”

“you really wanna go at it right now?” his eyes flicker over to yours in a fit of darkness.

“what, you’re gonna prove me wrong or something?”

“maybe i will.” he growls in irritation, before violently snatching your wrist and dragging you with him to retreat inside his trailer, as you both quietly bicker amongst yourselves…but nevertheless, strangely don’t seem to be recoiling away from each other at the notion of kissing again.

“but, we have another scene to film in seven minutes—”

“any of you step inside that trailer and i’ll beat your ass up.” he threatens for the last time, a mysterious glint in his eyes as he lazily glances over his shoulder to meet the rest of the production crew’s astonished gazes. “we’ll come out when we’re finished with our business.”

kaedehara kazuha.

walking on the red carpet,

“y/n, over here!”

the flashing of crowded camera lights momentarily blind you with their intense illumination, but you work up a smile for the audience anyway. it’s been thirty minutes since you’ve found yourself posing for the cameras, however now you wanted nothing more than to sit down and tend to the blisters that were beginning to sting at your feet from your heels.

you take a few steps toward the venue, ever so slightly swaying in your stance as you grit your teeth and endure the sudden bursts of pain. if you could just walk a bit quicker to reach the confines of the marbled threshold that awaits…

but the deafening shout of the final group of photographers snap you out from your daze, glancing over your shoulder as they excitedly beckon you over to take the last batch of photos before entering inside.

you shift in your steps…albeit a little too hurriedly, as your feet begin to wobble and you feel yourself about to fall down —

only to be (unwillingly) caught by none other than your unfazed co-actor. his hands slip around your waist to securely straighten your body, and you can’t help but gape in astonishment at the uncharacteristic yet gentlemanly gesture.

“love, you look like an idiot staring at me.”

your eyebrows furrow at the slightly rude comment, annoyed at how his averted eyes never seem to meet yours. “i think i had it under control.” you mutter beneath your breath, forcing a smile for the cameras and gushing photographers, as his thumb lazily traces circles on your waist in a form of reassurance.

“you can bicker all you want later, when we reach the entrance.” he smirks in amusement, before nonchalantly resting his head on your shoulder to pose differently for the pictures, his intrusive breath tickling your ears. “just smile and look pretty, love. like always.”

it’s frustrating to fight the blush that settles on your cheeks as he puts on a facade and eventually guides you inside with that fucking knowing grin.

albedo.

attending a costume fitting,

“stand still.” you hear him mutter in a low breath, as he wraps the measuring tape around the curve of your waist.

you let out a dry scoff. “who let you do this?”

“it’s not that difficult of a task,” albedo replies, peering down at the red number on the white band. “so i offered to help out.”

“well make it quick,” you clear your throat, cocking your head to the side in attempts to hide the flush on your cheeks. “it’s been fifteen minutes. i’m starving.”

“are you?” he hums, never raising his teal irises to meet yours in turn. “or are you just scared?”

you frown at the boy. “why would i be scared?”

albedo tugs lightly on the measuring tape around your body, causing you to tumble forward and closer to his face. your eyes jolt wide open at the close proximity, and the forbidden thumping in your heart grows worse at the clearer sight of him.

“a-albedo?” you blurt out, shifting your eyes somewhere else to avoid his piercing gaze. “what the hell are you doing?” you peek over his shoulder at the wide open door. “what if someone sees us?”

a corner of his lip tugs upward in an attractive manner. “ah, is that why?” followed by a teasing chuckle. “you’re scared i might do something to you.”

“jeez, i’m not afraid—” you bite your tongue hastily in aggression, when he suddenly tilts his head to inch closer towards your lips.

“it’s in your eyes right now,” he remarks in a low voice, noting the way your breath remains caught in your throat. “you’re scared i’ll end up kissing you.”

you swallow thickly in the haze of his pervading cologne, unable to say anything to refute his words. because yeah, maybe he was right. maybe you were scared about the centimeter distance. maybe you were scared that your rival co-actor might press his soft mouth against yours without acting. maybe you were scared about what that would mean in your career and competitive relationship.

bringing your hands down to his, you pry his grasp off the tape around your waist. “well, you got what you needed. i’m leaving.”

as you hurriedly make your way towards the exit of the room, albedo stays behind to fill out the last measurement required on the sheet of paper, before eventually allowing a begrudging sigh to escape from between his pressed lips.

“ah…for a second, i almost wanted to kiss her.”

ayato.

helping with your make-up,

“why does he have to do this again?” you groan in your seat, jutting out a finger at the boy setting down another cosmetic near a station organized by the wide mirror.

“‘cause i know how to do it well.” ayato smiles, but there’s something close to a mischievous intent masked behind blue-grey irises.

you glare over at the director, who ended up shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. “just a few more minutes and it’s over. you’re getting paid to put up with him anyway.”

“god knows i wish i wasn’t,” you scoff, about to bury your face in your hands, before suddenly remembering you were already caked with make-up.

“one last touch,” you hear him hum, watching as he swipes his finger across a light pink tint before reluctantly bringing his hand closer to your face.

you can’t even protest as he brushes the pigment softly against the plush of your lips, the rest of his fingers cupping your cheek in a gentle manner. ayato strokes the shade once, twice, and perhaps once more for an extra measure — before suddenly pausing in his movements.

you wonder what he’s busy gawking at, and then it belatedly hits you — he’s staring at your mouth.

“ahem,” you aggressively clear your throat, snapping him out of his temporary daze.

“ah, it’s done.” ayato instantly comments, and it irks you to see how he doesn’t even seem bothered that you had clearly caught him admiring your lips back there.

“weirdo.” you grumble, pushing yourself off the seat to scrutinize the boy’s finished work in the mirror. “hm, i suppose it’s…not bad.”

your hesitant comment causes his eyes to shift from the cosmetics, towards the sight of your reflection in the mirror.

“well, would you look at that,” he grins cockily, ignoring the way his heart subconsciously races a tad too quickly at the pleasant view of you.

“i finally made you pretty.”

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jeno-has-jaem

4 years ago

When You Have A 23 Member Group And Only 1 Minute To Introduce Them

when you have a 23 member group and only 1 minute to introduce them

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jeno-has-jaem

2 years ago

Spiderman!Kazuha where he's needy and wanted attention from the reader but they shoo shoo him away so they can concentrate from their work- he tried few ways to get their attention until the reader gave up and finally give what he wants :D

Anon I apologize for the late answer!! I was busy with studies </3

But yes yes I agree I love needy, wanting attention from the reader kazuha. If you were so busy why did you invite him (his thoughts not mine 😥) he practically was annoyed but, not because you were doing work. It was because you would just not give him the attention he wanted 😭

It was okay the first few hours because he could entertain himself with the funny rumors about Spider Man, as it started getting later and later he was getting bored so he thought of a few ways to distract you which included kissing you all over the face and hanging upside down from the ceiling (which resulted in him failing which finally concerned you enough to focus on him )

“kazuha, you need to stop doing stupid things!” you were bandaging his wound that he got from falling head first onto your desk (which also got your parents up and they asked if you're okay to which you yelled yes) he was stupid but at least you looked at him! Progress is what counts to him, he loved seeing your face up close. It reminded him of his love for you that just can't stop growing.

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jeno-has-jaem

3 years ago