includes. venti, diluc, xiao, zhongli, childe, kazuha
note. hello and welcome to my unedited braindump because sitting in a car for 10+ hours has made me so bored
— venti sits beside your bed, lyre in hand. his fingers pluck a simple lullaby as you grip the edge of his shirt, trying to forget about the nightmare. he’s still alive, breathing with you, and when at last you drift off to sleep, the gentle melody fades away and he presses a soft kiss on your forehead. “sleep well, my love”
— diluc closes the tavern with a flower tucked behind his ear and an old record playing. “dance with me!” you say, and take his hands, dragging him to the center of the room. he blushes when you put his hand on your waist, but he soon falls into the steps as you slow dance in the candlelight, foreheads pressed together
— xiao spends his afternoon trying to catch crystalflies with his hands. he stands on his tiptoes, peering over a low tree branch, and you giggle as he clamps his hands around empty air. “what are you doing?” you ask. leaves cling to his hair, so you run your fingers through his dark locks and watch them fall to the ground. “trying to catch one for you” he grumbles, “because they’re pretty, like you are”
— zhongli leaves you letters sealed with wax slid under the door, left by your bed, or hidden in odd places that only the two of you would look, because he’s always thinking of you. three lines or five paragraphs laced with love to remind you that when it all seems like too much he is there, forever
— childe brings you to the boardwalk to watch the sun slip below the horizon and paint the sky orange and gold. as the last rays of light fade, he wraps an arm around you and pulls you close. “a lot of people get engaged at sunset” he says, slipping a ring on your finger. “do you wanna try it?”
— kazuha lays with his head in your lap, twirling blades of grass between his fingers. “what would i do without you?” he says, gazing up at you. it catches you off guard and your flustered face makes him laugh, high and clear, and he sits up to kiss your lips and feel your smile against his. it has always been the most beautiful thing to him
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