We have Lumine x Venti- so now what is your take on Aether x Venti? 👀 ps ps I love your blog mwah
Sorry I took this long, anon! Life’s been kicking me in the butt, but here I go! (Also, thanks, and Merry Christmas!!)
[Part 1] [About the twins and Venti] [LumiVen hcs]
Aether is the softer one. And it’s easy to be around him. Almost too easy.
Venti remembers another boy, in another time. Gentle and nice and too brave for his own good. And just as he did back then, he follows Aether - what else can he do?
To no one’s surprise, the melodies he inspires are ones full of life. There’s music in the arc of his arm as he wields his sword, a beat that can only be called thrilling hiding behind his laugh. Venti is mesmerized.
Lumine says that it’s because he’s whipped, because Aether’s laugh is ugly. (”The Seven knows I love him, but he sounds like he’s suffocating.”)
She braids cecilias in his brother’s braid every time she knows they’re meeting with him, and sends Venti this knowing look that makes him feel like...not a teenager, exactly, because he was never one to start with. But something along those lines.
One loves cats and the other is allergic to them. You can guess how that one goes.
Venti rests his head on Aether’s shoulder once and he sneezes for the next ten minutes.
Venti, when he wants to cuddle: -Throws a whoosh of wind in Aether’s direction, just to make sure that there’s no fur in his clothes.-
(Lumine gets SUPER pissed. It mess up his hair.)
Aether always seems to know what he’s feeling, doesn’t matter how much he smiles or sings or makes silly rhymes. It’s a curious mix between confusing and lovable.
After he loses his gnosis, Aether spends a lot of time with him. Sometimes, when darkness is creeping into his chest, he holds his hand. Slowly, so Venti can stop him if he feels like it. Making sure that he has a choice.
(Once, just because he’s feeling daring, Venti takes that same hand to his lips and place a kiss into his knuckles. Worth it, if only to see Aether turn so red that one could fried an egg into his forehead.)
