⚔️💤 @sir-huffman.
Huffman just looks up at Viktor. He had been debating doing this all day as it seemed like the entirety of Mondstadt was enjoying the festivities of this 'Pocky Day'. But finally having bought a box for himself to share it with someone, the knight held up the box of pocky to eye view. He had a small smile on his face, hoping that this image of him was enough to win the diplomat over. He was begging at this point to share the treats with him in the stupid fun of this silly game. Well...minus the silly game.
"Kiss me and split the box with me?"
( it was pocky day apparently, im indulging in stupid fun *wheezes* )
Mondstadt seemed to have been rather lively since Inazuma officially allowed one(1) merchant to import Inazuman goods as a test from the Shogunat to open up the country more. Amongst them, some confectionaries were rather quite popular, with the quite libertine type of game being very endearing to the... very free citizens.
It was silly, childish, obnoxiously and cowardly romantic... and ah, of course Huffman would like the idea.
Viktor had been napping behind the cathedral in the sun, in front of the cemetery, when he heard those familiar steps. A cadence he had learned with time, and brightened up his day. It made the lazy diplomat jump onto his feet. Although he was not smiling... the knight surely knew that, in fact, Viktor was.
“What do you want ?”
For most people, Viktor did not do anything. However, for someone who knew him well, they could have noticed how much his whole energy perked up at the sound of Huffman’s request. The Fatui looked right, left, behind him : hm, looks like no one before noon was going to visit the deceased.
“Kiss you...” He stepped forwards, grabbing the hand holding the box while closing in predatorily with smug look on his face : all in good fun, of course. “... do I get to pick which type ?”
Actually, he did not wait for a response that he already linked their lips together, fingers affectionately squeezing the other’s. Viktor pulled Huffman closer to bump against him, so his other hand could slide up the man’s jawline before gently holding him by the nape to have the kiss last more. Just enough to consider it a long kiss, but not take too much of both their time. He could not exactly call it soft and gentle either : if anything, Viktor enjoyed kissing the other firmly, with disciplined passion. A silent way to show the strength of his feelings despite his naturally distant behavior. In the midst of their affectionate embrace, his hand had let go of the other’s dexterously popping the box lid open and taking one of the snacks.
Now, the Fatui agent was smiling : the type of soft smile only reserved to the knight in particular. And not even on purpose at that.
“Hope you slept well, Sir Huffman ? With Blümchen ? Now, what do we have here...” He took a bite : it was nice. Simple a snack, but pleasant. “Whipped cream, pancakes, now this... should I take that you’re a sweets kind of person, with a bitter taste in men ? Eh, thank you. It’s absolutely adorable that you walked all this way to share those with me. You know, Mr. Romance Novels, if you want us to play the dumb game that comes with those and all those cliché stuff, I can humor it for you. Don’t worry : I won’t tell anybody if you don’t either ~.”
