TELLING THEM YOU LOVE SOMEONE ELSE (as a prank…)
꒰warnings꒱ N/A, just angsty sometimes
⠀꒲ ` synopsis . . . giving your dear, romantic partner anxiety by proclaiming that your heart belongs to another (it doesn’t).
⠀꒲ ` characters . . . diluc, tartaglia, ningguang, furina, wriothesley, nefer, lohen
⠀꒲ ` notes . . . why does every hoyo game suck nowadays and why am i subjected to this hyperfixation (says while choking myself) anyways do we prefer the long or short drabbles chat i need some data 🫵
you (nature, technically) had the perfect mood set up. a night lit only by the stars and the faint yellow wash of candles, a gentle pattering of rain on the blurry windows, and an overall gloom shredding over teyvat. summer storms were honestly a rather fond delight with the intense sunshine parading through the warmer weeks.
your lover waits for you in bed, probably handling important documents or reading over a book of some sort. you, on the more devilish hand, were feeling mischievous. because why would you waste an opportunity to turn a calm evening meant for a cuddle under sheets, into a dramatic scandal?
quietly turning the knob to your bedroom door, heart subtly rabbiting against your ribs, you take a big gulp of air as you face your lover. [char] smiles, but you hollow the giddiness in your expression with a firm glance away.
faking a tremble in your hand, you place it over your heart, voice forcibly more gruff than usual. “[char]…i want to come clean,” that alone catches their breath, “i am no longer in love with you, i am seeming someone else.”
R. DILUC — ⊹ . ݁♡ ˖
HOW DOES HE REACT ( ˶°ㅁ°) !!
ironically, the air chills. your hair stands on end at not the sudden quiet that emerges, but the way diluc refuses to look at you. you are his light. his eyes search for yours restlessly in every crowded room. the thought of granting you such a vulnerable privilege makes his stomach churn.
“alright, i understand.” diluc closes the book in his lap. swinging his legs over the side of the bed, his posture stiff and unsure of whether to stand and face you, or to fall back and cross his arms. “i am…disheartened to hear that. though, you should have mentioned this before you begun to search for another, your haste to leave is…noted.”
letting out a rough huff, he drags a suddenly trembly hand through his flame-bright hair. “i will leave you to rest alone tonight, i don’t want you uncomfortable with my presence. rest well.” because he certainly wouldn’t be.
DOES HE FORGIVE YOU? (╥﹏╥)
eventually.
depends on when you drop the act, honestly. if you let him sleep with the thought of you in the arms of another, he would be angry for months. he is not afraid to hold grudges, he’s held one against kaeya for years, you think he won’t put you under the same scrutiny for pulling something so cruel?
however, if you drag him back right before he can throw on his coat and sleep on the couch? he may be convinced to put you at arms length for less than a week. he loves you, he truly does. but playing around with something so sincere to him as your mutual love and respect is bordering the line of abandonment for him, and he is too afraid to test the strength of that rope again.
TARTAGLIA — ⊹ . ݁♡ ˖
HOW DOES HE REACT ( ˶°ㅁ°) !!
ajax is utterly, and completely, aghast. YOU? daring to love someone other than HIM? even his babcia has better grace in avoiding the question of; who the favourite grandchild is, while sneaking him pierogi beneath the table! you are BEYOND shameless!
truly, he is genuinely hurt. the fact he’s giving you a sharp glare, and an awfully long head shake says enough.
“wow, okay. not what i…expected on such a cozy night. you really couldn’t have picked out a better time to say all this, huh?” his laugh sounded more empty than teasing. “i’ll…well, i don’t actually know what to say to that, or if i should even console you.”
the silence lingers for a while, before he ultimately gets up and decides to pace. “i’ll definitely be taking back my mom’s barszcz (borscht) recipe, you can’t go trading off family secrets to someone else.” he’s unsure of what to do with his hands as his wandering around the room leads him to stand right in front of you. he’d grovel if he didn’t know you pretty well by now.
“oh, and i’m definitely taking all the kids in the divorce.”
DOES HE FORGIVE YOU? (╥﹏╥)
he found out pretty early into your little show that it was all a prank. you had your tells, and he would be embarrassed to not be able to spot at least one. however, just because he found out pretty early, doesn’t mean he will forgive you that easily.
he expects the full princess treatment.
he was quite hurt at one point! it’s one thing to say you don’t love him anymore, because hey, he’s got anecdotal evidence from last night that says otherwise, but to include that you went on to find someone ELSE? it nipped at his pride just the slightest. he wouldn’t admit that aloud, obviously. what’s he got to be jealous over anyway? you can’t find anyone crazier than him, both romantically and murderously!
that’s the beauty of his life! to coat you in kisses while his bloodstained palms cradle you! no he isn’t absolutely glaring at the short little mondstadt brat who’s taken an interest in you—but you do promise that he’s your favorite sparring buddy right? you won’t trade him off for anyone else? you’ll come home to cuddle and patch HIS wounds at the end of the day?
yes, he forgives you—but how much he nags you about your companions and competes with his own flattened ego isn’t much of an upgrade from what his resentment could’ve been.
NINGGUANG — ⊹ . ݁♡ ˖
HOW DOES SHE REACT ( ˶°ㅁ°) !!
she gives you a serious glance up and down. the countless of papers in her skilled fingers now filtering through her hands a little slower. she licks the edge of her thumb to tuck between two pages of a document, and laughs. “no you are not. lay down.” she even has the humble heart to pat the spot next to her as if you hadn’t said anything at all.
when you stood your ground, a little agitated at her inability to play with your theatrics, she squeezes your nose bridge between her thumb and forefinger and drags toy to her eye level.
“no one in liyue is quite so ill-willed as to steal you from my hands. you will sit, apologise, and turn to go to bed.” she says it like she’s simply reciting a report, and not scolding you for being unashamedly bratty. “trust me, dear. you cannot pay for the luxury of my jealousy with something so benign.”
DOES SHE FORGIVE YOU? (╥﹏╥)
she does, but not graciously. she treats every one of your attempts at gaining her attention as a transaction. relay some information to her, you might be met with some proper eye contact. if you pass her a document, she may be kind as to let her hand drift past yours.
she may have forgotten your kiss that morning. she swears it’s not intentional, but with the way she grins at your whining you can tell she isn’t really attempting hide her distaste at your antics, as much as she is trying to match your ludicrosity with shenanigans of her own.
ningguang claims this is a “play stupid games, win stupid prizes” situation, but she’s quite enjoying seeing you squirm so desperately.
FURINA — ⊹ . ݁♡ ˖
HOW DOES SHE REACT ( ˶°ㅁ°) !!
“WHAT!?”
first, she’s pissed at the first you interrupted an important crescendo in the vinyl records she was starting to hum along to, and second she’s pissed THAT’S what you decided to disturb her about!
furina doesn’t go outside enough to even pinpoint who in the world might’ve stolen your heart. there are plenty of eligible bachelors out that there would surely be pleased to have you. the entire idea makes her insides twist into knots, a ghoulish green darkens over her forehead, beads of sweat pricking her skin.
“hold on,” furina sucks in a huge breath, probably to swallow down a cry, shaking her hands out in denial, “aren’t you supposed to keep this sort of thing hidden? like a secret mistress that your first lover can’t find about because it disturbs both sides of the family that tried to keep you two together because—“ she’s rambling now. she knows it.
usually she would knock it off by any inkling of word vomit. keeps up the mystique and performance, she says. but panic overrides shame. better to distract herself from something so horrifically real, than to engage and realise that she will forever be a replacement for something greater.
DOES SHE FORGIVE YOU? (╥﹏╥)
NO!
yes, over time. she should’ve known by now that you were being a mere lousy comedian. this is how your relationship started in the first place. she was a fool to trust the mad words of a jester clown dressed in her lover’s robes. you can absolutely compensate by supplying her with desserts, but if you dare bring her something from a bakery instead of making it yourself, she will absolutely sulk.
the audacity to put her through utter turmoil as if it’s a stage show, and then buy her something prepackaged instead of made with love!! next time, she’ll be setting the house on fire, see how you enjoy a dramatic spectacle then.
WRIOTHESLEY — ⊹ . ݁♡ ˖
HOW DOES HE REACT ( ˶°ㅁ°) !!
wriothesley quirks a brow. his toned muscles flexing with an unnerving tension. fingers gently skimming over his ring. “is that right?” he nods, dragging a firm hand over the obvious grin peeling through his huffy disappointment. dragging you close with one arm around your waist, he stares up at you. face all smug and complaisant. “i wonder who in the fortress fit your fancy. you’ve got pretty high standards, after all. must be a real catch.”
“too bad,” he chuckles, a sudden click on your wrist draws your attention. a sterling silver, one not too different from your wedding band, chains itself to both your wrists. “you’re stuck with me, darling.”
DOES HE FORGIVE YOU? (╥﹏╥)
he doesn’t care. call it cockiness, ego, or mere trust, but he knows your tomfoolery off by heart now. however, he knows that if he was still green in your relationship, this would’ve genuinely scarred him in some way. maybe not in a lifelong traumatic experience way, but in the way that it carves a certain part of your heart and fills with an ominous expectation for the worst.
he’s secure now, he knows it. or at least hopes that’s the case. that “what if it was real” factor definitely kept him up for a night or two. if you catch him staring at his ring finger a little more often, or keeping a tighter arm around your waist during greetings, don’t mention it.
NEFER — ⊹ . ݁♡ ˖
HOW DOES SHE REACT ( ˶°ㅁ°) !!
nefer has never been amused by your antics. she will scoff or laugh, sometimes maybe join you before flicking at your forehead in gentle reprimand. but she never takes you seriously. even less so, when the subject of your comedy comes to a poorly thought out cheating scandal.
“you don’t leave the house enough to meet someone in nod krai, someone who i don’t know no less, who would be willing to deal with your mischief,” she snickers, leaning back against her arm chair to prop her chin up on her palm, eyes narrowing with an awfully mirthful scrutiny, “let alone someone from another nation.”
when you stumble with your words, she shakes her head. “besides, if you were disloyal, i would be the first to know—and the first to bury you.”
you can’t exactly tell if that was meant to be a joke or not…
DOES SHE FORGIVE YOU? (╥﹏╥)
if there’s no evidence for it, or a whisper of a scandal even in something so painfully biased and boring as the papers, she does not believe you. honestly, you should be apologising for that pitiable performance you put on, and for the fact you thought she would truly fall for it. don’t offend her intelligence.
LOHEN — ⊹ . ݁♡ ˖
HOW DOES HE REACT ( ˶°ㅁ°) !!
well, he was deep in coating his dagger with an inky cyanide concoction, so you’re lucky he’s learned the sound of your footsteps from all your countless attempts at sneaking behind him, otherwise who knows where that silver would’ve ended up.
he’s startled, but not because he believes you, because he’s surprised you have the audacity to be so forward.
“this is low for you, but i’m probably worse for enjoying it.” he chuckles, putting the lacerated knife-edge through your dresser, accompanying several, scathing marks in the wood from previous attempts. lifting you up just slightly off the floor, his arms beneath your thighs to keep you close, lohen’s sharp grin presses against your stomach.
“is it captain eula? she’s grown into a fine knight in her own right, but you’d probably get bored of her quiet real quick. i’d say diluc, he’s got the charisma for it, but you don’t like them too sweet and simple, do you?” he sets you down, forcing you to stare directly into his intense gaze with a small flick of his finger beneath your chin. “or is it master varka that’s caught your attention? i should’ve known to sneak more kuuvahki plants in his dandelion wine…”
yeah, now he’s just listing off people he wants to fight. hey, maybe if you get close to them with some flirting he’d be able to!
DOES HE FORGIVE YOU? (╥﹏╥)
yeah of course. he won’t lie, the entire ordeal made him feel oddly giddy. he’s a masochist and sadist all in one, and when you’re involved with the indulgence of subtle torture? it makes his heart race. he doesn’t really know why you decided to do something like this, or where it came from, but it was awfully enjoyable.
truly, he should be thanking you for letting him find things out about himself so shamelessly. next time, try to make it more realistic by seducing an actual knight instead of acting the pitiable spouse, it’s much more enjoyable seeing you squirm then.
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