Now, beggars cannot be choosers, but "30: Kiss on the chin" would be so funny if you can find literally any justification for Tall Boys to kiss Alphy's chin. I'm obviously Estinien favouring, but the boy is rife with love interests. Arenvald, Raha, Maxima. The sky's the limit!
Kiss meme!
30. Kiss on the chin
All of Alphinaud's boyfriends kiss his chin at various points because he is my fandom bicycle and I cannot be stopped. (Not all of these take place in the same verse)
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Estinien
" 'stinien?" Alphinaud's voice was slurring a little with tiredness, and Estinien couldn't stop the little smile at how much he loved the boy.
"Yes?"
"Would you still love me if I was a worm?" The question made Estinien stop walking, his eyebrow raising. The question was a strange one, but more often than not, Alphinaud didn't ask questions if they weren't important in one way or another.
"Aye," he said, tilting his head back and pressing a kiss to Alphinaud's chin, since his boy didn't move with him. "I will love you no matter what form you take."
"Hmm, good."
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G'raha
"Raha, can you come and hold this ladder?" Alphinaud called, catching G'raha's attention and causing him to hurry towards the ladder that rested against the nearby library shelves before his boyfriend ended up on his ass.
"What are you looking for up there?" G'raha asked, trying to ignore his anxiety at the fact that Alphinaud had ascended nearly to the ceiling.
"An old book in aethorology that my Grandfather wrote about in his journal. I think I... Got it!" Now holding the book in one hand, Alphinaud began to descend. As he got lower, G'raha leaned up to kiss him, expecting Alphinaud to notice and return the affection. He didn't, and G'raha's lips made contact with Alphinaud's chin, causing them both to laugh. Alphinaud dropped the last few steps, and rolled his eyes. "You could have just asked, Raha."
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Arenvald (modern AU)
"Fordola, protect me!" Alphinaud cried, racing away from Arenvald and towards Fordola. Acting on instinct, Fordola swept Alphinaud from his feet, maneuvering him onto her back, and immediately holding up her fists to fight whatever it was Alphinaud was running from.
Which turned out to only be Arenvald, hands covered in flour from their adventures in baking.
"Why am I protecting you from your boyfriend?" Fordola asked, even though she made no move to set Alphinaud down.
"He's trying to flour me!"
"Aren't boyfriends supposed to defl-"
"Stop!" Arenvald interrupted Fordola immediately, flicking some of the white powder at her. He leant past her shoulder to kiss Alphinaud, who turned his head away and ended up with a flourey lip mark on his chin. "I'll go finish the cookies now. If either of you want any of them, I'd suggest you come help."
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Fun bonus for my own amusement!
Emet-Selch
"Now then," Emet-Selchs voice was a purr as he examined the Scion tied to the rickety bed in Kholousia. Of course, the small Elezen had no idea who he was, given he'd taken the body of a local man, but he'd spent weeks seducing him and now the time came for the payoff,
"What do you say, to be a good boy?" Emet-Selch asked. Alphinaud, true to what he'd said before asking for this, didn't answer and instead pulled his head free of Emet-Selchs grip, causing the possessive kiss to miss him and catch his chin. After a moment of consideration, Emet-Selch bit at the boys chin. "No? Well we've got plenty of time. I'll get it from you yet."