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I just know "I'm not hungry" broke Sanji's heart. The idea of him spending four days straight ("i've been here the whole time") trying over and over again to make something she'd eat and failing is killing me. That has to be like his worst nightmare.

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yeah that is me everytime I see Sanji’s smile fr

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《Hellfire》

Chapter 2: Parenthood

Synopsis of series: Yn gets married off to the head of the Kamisato Clan. Yn's family, Inazuma's wealthiest tycoons, were nearly on the brink of bankruptcy so they arranged a marriage with one of Inazuma's most powerful politicians to maintain their power. Would Yn be a sacrificed pawn in a bigger game or would she turn the tables?

A jug of angst and a pinch of fluff ☁️✨️

Was she well?

I still felt uneasy, about marrying Yn off. For she had protested on and on for so many years. She was so persistent on not getting married. Had I broken her heart? I thought I already had a long time ago. Her face always dimmed at the mention of her marriage.

I took a sip from the wine glass and set it on the dining table, the room dim as everyone had went to sleep. I undid the bowtie on my neck ; I tried to drown my thoughts in alcohol. It didn't work. It never worked. I should have learned that lesson years ago.

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I staggered back in disbelief.

No, this wasn't happening, no, no- this couldn't be-

I gasped in horror. At the sight of the love of my life, laying motionless in a pool of crimson red. She was just sleeping, she was just sleeping. She looked at peace. But this told me otherwise. Her head twisted at an unnatural angle, bruises and wounds everywhere... and the blood that flowed out of her head ; she was as pale as a corpse, the tips of her fingers turned blue, her skin in a muddled shade of gray.

I knelt down to her, grasping her hands in mine. Her hands had cuts penetrating deep into her flesh ; my hands turned bloody in exchange. I could feel tears welling in my eyes, my whole life flashing before me, all the moments with her...lost to the waves of time. I kissed her hand gently and held it close to my face, the sentimentality brutally hitting me in the guts. A tear rushed down my face onto her bloodstained palm. I laid her hands down, resting it on her stomach ; I stood up, realising my son had been behind me the whole time. It was too late to close his eyes and pretend it all never happened. He was still a child, how could he handle this?

"Mother-"

I turned to look at her bloodied form. It would be traumatising to see this as a child. It would haunt even me for as long as I live.

"Yes..."

He ran towards me and hugged me, his face tucked in my arms ; he bawled his eyes out grieving for her. I stroked his head, doing my best to comfort him. Would any servant have the nerve to murder her? An assailant maybe? I scanned the room for any possible weapons. It could have been a blunt blow to the head but no one would leave a weapon lying around a murder scene. The shattered remnants of a vase lied not far from her. Another possibility.

"Father, what are you looking at?" He asked me, still sobbing.

"That vase..."

"I gave that vase to mother on last year's Mother's Day"

I picked up a shard of the vase, the shard was as big as my hand. It was already bloodstained by my hand- A gasp sounded through the hallway. We both turned our heads towards the noise. The person ran away in a blink of an eye. Was that the assailant? My hands dripping with blood and my son's clothes, now stained with blood. He was no longer crying but I could hear the sniffle of his nose, his eyes red and swollen.

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6 years ago:

"Father, can I go for sword-fighting class? It looks fun-"

"You are a lady, you are not meant to do such things. Sigh I will send you for ballet classes instead, would you be happy with that?"

"Why must I do things that you deem ladylike or refined? My brother can pursue his tertiary studies overseas in Sumeru. What about me? Our family has more than enough money to let me study as well. I have been confined within the walls of this estate for all my life! I-"

"Gasps HOW DARE YOU-"

"YOU IMPUDENT CHILD! YOU HAVE NO RESPECT FOR YOUR ELDERS! YOU ARE UTTERLY USELESS, MY CHILD, USELESS, GET THAT IN YOUR HEAD! ALL YOU WILL EVER BE USEFUL FOR IS TO GET MARRIED!"

"I-"

"YOU DARE NOT SAY ANYTHING ABOUT THIS! GO TO YOUR ROOM THIS INSTANT!"

She stormed off to her room crying and sniffling. My hand was red and trembling ; have I destroyed the person I love the most? Was I too harsh on her?

She reminded me so much about her mother: her mannerisms. All she wanted was for her daughter to be happy and live a life of no worries, all I did was give her worry... Am I a bad father?

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She probably won't ever want to see me again. At least, by sending her off, she could have something better that I couldn't offer. I wasn't the best father. She is free now ; that was probably what she wanted her whole life. I could only make sure she didn't miss me. She won't miss anything here, she could start her life anew without worries.

I hope all goes well for her.

Goodbye, my daughter.

[that--fish]

《Hellfire》

Chapter 1: The Wedding

Synopsis of series: Yn gets married off to the head of the Kamisato Clan. Yn's family, Inazuma's wealthiest tycoons, were nearly on the brink of bankruptcy so they arranged a marriage with one of Inazuma's most powerful politicians to maintain their power. Would Yn be a sacrificed pawn in a bigger game or would she turn the tables?

A jug of angst and a pinch of fluff ☁️✨️

The bachelorette party wasn't as fun as I expected. But what could I have expected? Mainly relatives and my step-mother's acquaintances. Mostly everyone had passed their 50s years ago, it was as if I was visiting a retirement home. Everyone were catching up, talking about life and gossiping. But I have no life to talk about and I have no one to talk to. I'm sure father spent most of our money on this. The well decorated room, a giant chandelier hanging from the ceiling; he almost made a replica of a ballroom.

Today is the day. The day where I'm going to start my miserable life as someone's wife. Will he treat me like a servant? Will I get my freedom? It dreads me to think about it. I don't even know him, I don't even know how he looks like. Father didn't give me any pictures of him. Let's just hope he isn't too...undesirable.

My wedding dress looks stunning nonetheless. It looks like a ballgown, like of those princesses I read in fairytale books when I was younger. I know how to sew dresses, I could have just sewn one myself but father insisted not to. The dress was adorned with shiny pearl beads and flowery lace patterns. Slipping on the dress was not an easy task. The corset is tight! It's very hard to breathe in this, I'm as slim as it gets! Wait...this dress comes with heels? I thought I can wear anything I want under this. The heels are the perfect fit, but they are very high. I've never worn heels this high, I didn't have the need to. It looks like a glass slipper but with diamonds, a lot of diamonds, I wonder if these are real? One of the bridesmaids are doing my hair into a bun and another is doing my makeup. Luckily the makeup isn't as cakey as my step-mother's, given that my bridesmaids are my step-mother's friends. I suppose she has chosen a maid of honour for me, I can't tell who it is though, they all don't look too different.

The reception is starting soon. I'd better be prepared to be under the eyes of many old men. Kamisato Ayato, my soon-to-be husband. I hope the age gap isn't too big. I wonder how much money did father give to get him to marry me. We don't have much money to offer, our company is going bankrupt soon. Well, father might have played some nasty tricks, but that's not for me to know. Sigh Let's get this over with.

The reception is held in a ballroom, a fairly large one. There are murals on the walls and ceiling depicting a heaven, with angels and clouds and a clear blue sky. I requested a piece to be played when I entered, Winter. (Vivaldi Four Seasons: Winter) There is a whole orchestra playing. The piece is very dramatic, like the climax of a story. I walked down the aisle, holding father's arm. He is smiling ear to ear, I'm sure it's a fake one. I plastered a smile on my face, walking towards my fiancé.

He is more handsome than I expected. Father made a good choice for once. The person who I'm going to spend my life with, this blue-haired guy who is a head taller than me. My neck hurts from looking up. He gave me a soft grin...

Remember dear, do not trust anyone.

Mother might probably say that to me.

His lavender-blue eyes, soft features, his hair tucked back into a sleek ponytail...GIRL, GET A GRIP! He is probably way older than me. Father must have bribed him into this, just as he does for other things.

I said my vows just as how I practiced weeks ago. It went flawlessly, no stuttering.

"You may now kiss the bride"

Okay, this part - father didn't tell me about this - I didn't expect father would do me like this - I am so not ready.

He leaned in for the kiss, one hand pulled me closer by the waist, the other cupping my face. Act natural, Yn. I put my arms around his shoulders, deepening the kiss. Haha~ I wonder what father has to say about this. I pulled away. Such a coward. His face was barely pink, he doesn't seem fazed.

After cutting the cake, popping champagne and all, I am tired. How late is it now? Ah, I need to greet the in-laws. How do I do that exactly?

"Ah, Yn, we heard so much about you from your father. We knew that you would make a lovely wife for our son." I suppose that's his mother. She seems rather sincere with her words. "You should stay at our estate, to get you used to it."

"Yes, yes I agree. Your step-mother and I will miss you so dearly, Yn." His menacing grin could go unnoticed. Who knows what he's plotting behind my back.

Well, smile and nod, smile and nod.

The night is still young, Yn. Ugh, when will this end? I don't do social interactions and plus, it was father's idea to keep me cooped up in the estate. Was this how mother might have felt on her wedding day? I wonder what did she see in father?

"Yn, is anything the matter?" He asked. His voice... i-it's so...calming? His voice makes me feel like I'm melting in a warm embrace. I doubt father has ever talked to mother like this.

"Oh, n-nothing."

It was almost midnight, and it ended. Finally.

As everyone left, father ushered me to my husband's limousine, which I could have done very well by myself.

"Take good care of my precious Yn."

"I will, Mr Tanaka."

Father waved goodbye, dabbing away his tears. It's all just for show. The Kamisato estate isn't far from here. Now, father can't interfere with my life anymore.

I am my own person.

Freedom.

[that--fish]

《Hellfire》

The Prologue

Synopsis of series: Yn gets married off to the head of the Kamisato Clan. Yn's family, Inazuma's wealthiest tycoons, were nearly on the brink of bankruptcy so they arranged a marriage with one of Inazuma's most powerful politicians to maintain their power. Would Yn be a sacrificed pawn in a bigger game or would she turn the tables?

Tw: yn's dad, sexism, slight abuse :D

A jug of angst and a pinch of fluff ☁️✨️

Overhearing the conversation of my parents, I felt abandoned.

But...I'm not truly useless, am I?

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3 years ago:

"No, Yn, your older brother will be the next heir of the company." Father sounded colder than the tip of Dragonspine, does he really despise me that much?

"Why him?"

"He has a use here; he is a born leader, worthy of the title as CEO of Tanaka Group and as our clan head."

"What about me? Are you deeming me useless?!"

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6 years ago:

"Father, can I go for sword-fighting class? It looks fun-"

"You are a lady, you are not meant to do such things. Sigh I will send you for ballet classes instead, would you be happy with that?"

"Why must I do things that you deem ladylike or refined? My brother can pursue his tertiary studies overseas in Sumeru. What about me? Our family has more than enough money to let me study as well. I have been confined within the walls of this estate for all my life! I-"

A burning sensation spread across my cheek.

"Gasps HOW DARE YOU-"

"YOU IMPUDENT CHILD! YOU HAVE NO RESPECT FOR YOUR ELDERS! YOU ARE UTTERLY USELESS, MY CHILD, USELESS, GET THAT IN YOUR HEAD! ALL YOU WILL EVER BE USEFUL FOR IS TO GET MARRIED!"

"I-"

"YOU DARE NOT SAY ANYTHING ABOUT THIS! GO TO YOUR ROOM THIS INSTANT!"

I stormed to my room and curled up in a corner, tears flooded my eyes. This was the first time father ever treated me like this since the passing of mother. I miss her so much...

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3 years ago:

"You will get married to a suitor of my choice whether you like it or not, Yn."

"I oppose the idea of my marriage!"

"You. Will. Get. Married. Now, in the meantime, you can go and practice ballet, you have a recital in a few weeks."

Same old, same old. There is no stopping father's will. My brother wouldn't dare object him even though he has the power to do so. What am I here for? To be a human punching bag? Why bother crying, it's useless anyways.

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What happened to mother was horrible, she didn't deserve such a gruesome end. When I was walking in the hallway a few days after mother's death, some of the maids were gossiping about mother's death, one of them said they witnessed it. Father brutally murdered mother with the help of my brother. I felt absolutely disgusted at the thought of it. Why would they murder her in cold blood? I didn't have the slightest clue.

And the woman that father married. Eulgh, her perfume is terribly pungent, she is like a demon that crawled out of the deepest, darkest pits of hell. Her face, ever so cakey with makeup, how she dresses isn't far from a brothel owner.

At least father has found someone he can call his equal.

They are going to marry me off to the head of the Kamisato Clan, Kamisato Ayato within a month, right after my 18th birthday. What impeccable timing, father.

It's almost the end of winter, still a bit chilly though. I gazed out of my frosted window. Snow was coating the tiled roofs of Inazuma City, I've never been out there before, mainly my imagination and novels shaped my perception of the world outside.

The world is such a cruel and evil place with people willing to get their hands dirty in order to achieve their wants and needs. They manipulate to get what they want, free things come with strings attached, there is no one you can trust. Yet, the world is beautiful and serene, like having a lover to rely on, maybe a soulmate whom you have been begging the stars for, a person to be with for an eternity, a romantic walk on the beach, the wonderful scenery one can't imagine...I'm far too familiar with the art of manipulation but I cant imagine myself being - in love with someone. Well, not like its my choice anyway. Sigh However am I going to get out of this hellhole of a place?

[that--fish]

A Plot Idea

Ayato x femreader

Synopsis: yn gets married off to the head of the Kamisato Clan. Yn's family, Inazuma's wealthiest tycoons, were nearly on the brink of bankruptcy so they arranged a marriage with one of Inazuma's most powerful politicians to maintain their power. Would yn be a sacrificed pawn in a bigger game or would she turn the tables?

Do you think it's good? Comment your ideas :D

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Took before the reunion dinner jkjk

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One of the first 'nice' photos I took in genshin

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『 Tulips from Ayato 』

✧ Ayato x y/n

✧ Fluff

I laid down on the futon bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking of what could have been if the Yashiro Commisioner was less busy. He usually comes back home in the late of the night. Sigh I wish I could spend more time with him. Tomorrow was Valentines, 14th of February, would he be free? I shouldn't expect much. He has many things to tend to: politics, merchants, whatever you could think of. My picture of us beneath a cherry blossom tree framed on top of the clothing cabinet in the corner of our room. Hmm, what should I do tomorrow if he doesn't happen to be there? Maybe I could make dinner for him for when he gets home? No, the food would get cold, and he arrives back at past midnight, I would be sleeping by then. Should I ask Thoma to teach me how to make chocolates? No, that would require trial and error but I don't have the time to make it so many times, I won't be a professional at my first try... Maybe I should just go to sleep, I would come up with an idea somehow, in due time.

I felt a hand wrap around my waist, it was comforting, Ayato is back. It was probably near 3am in the morning but I was too lethargic to say anything, I went back to sleep within seconds.

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Should I go to Inazuma City to buy a heart-shaped box of chocolates for him? Or should I ask Thoma if he knew how to make one? It would take long for me to find a reputable florist with good quality in Inazuma City. I couldn't just pick a bunch of wildflowers, that's not good enough. My mind was empty. Empty like Itto's skull. Maybe I could make his favourite home-cooked food? I could ask Thoms to teach me how to make it. But the food would get cold by the time he gets home... Should we sit by the cherry blossom tree for a picnic and reminisce the happier memories? Or watch fireworks at night? AHHH, it's too corny! Why couldn't I think of anything else? Should we go on a stroll by the beach at night? No, he wouldn't have time for it, he needs to get some rest...

I checked the clock on my bedside table. 8.30am. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. Whatever should I do today? The spot on the bed next to me was empty. Seemed like he went out to work early again. As usual. As I made the bed, I saw something on the blanket. A little note on a piece of paper. Happy Valentines, Darling~ Hope you had a good sleep. There is a present outside the room. It's especially for you *wink* gasp He didn't forget!

I opened the door in anticipation and found...Ayato? He didn't leave for work? Today he wore something different. A white suit with a pearl white waistcoat adorned with golden buttons along with a white dress shirt and a lilac tie, a pair of white slacks and shiny, black dress shoes.

"I assume you read the note there. I am your present~" His smile reached up to his ears.

"Ayato-" I was in shock. Utter. Shock. In a good way though.

"I went out early to buy this bouquet of tulips. And I took the whole week off so I could spend it with you...Did you have good sleep?" He brushed aside the stubborn strands of hair on the side of my face. Thoma and Ayaka are probably cringing from their side of the hallway. I wonder what did he plan put for today. I was still in my sleeping gown but I didn't have any stunning clothes for the occasion, just evening gowns, I doubt I would wear those in the morning.

"I bought you these in case you had nothing to wear, now we are matching!" He gave me a lilac, puffed sleeved dress. It didn't look like that of Inazuman embroidery. I wasn't sure where he bought it from exactly, but it looked stunning nonetheless.

"I will go get changed. I will come out once I'm ready." I slipped into the dress, a perfect fit. It reached a little past my knees. I tied my hair half-up with a lavender, silk ribbon and put on a pair of cloud white heels, decorated with translucent butterflies. I opened the door to Ayato fixing his hair as if the door was a mirror.

"Where should we go? Oh and before that, do we have a nice vase to keep the bouquet?"

He passed me a porcelain vase from the living room, this should do the trick. Where should I put this...Ah nevermind, I should just keep this in the living room for now I guess. I placed the vase with the tulips on the dining table hoping Thoma wouldn't accidentally throw it away. Oh, he made breakfast? It looks very... Well he gave it his best, he was a Kamisato after all, he burned down the kitchen multiple times due to his 'trial and error', this was a major improvement. I wasn't too short of being impressed, it looked neat and presentable, and less burnt parts. He used our estate's finest kitchenware as well, thank Celestia he didn't burn down the kitchen this time. There was miso soup, mackerel and omurice. The sauce was in the shape of a heart, haha, how cute~

"You made breakfast?"

"Yes, I asked Thoma to teach me how to make these since those are our favourites. Speaking of which, Thoma and Ayaka went out to run some errands so we have the whole estate to ourselves for the day."

"Maybe after breakfast, we could take a stroll around Inazuma City and have a picnic in Chinju Forest near the estate. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom this season. It will look gorgeous this time of year. But first, let's eat, I'm starving."

The food didn't taste like Thoma's cooking but he did his best, it still was good. The miso soup was savoury and not too salty. The mackerel, an odd combination with omurice...

"Why did you get tulips instead of roses? I thought lovers gift each other roses on Valentines."

"You really want to know?"

"Yeah..." I took a sip of the soup from the porcelain bowl.

"So that later, we could put our two lips together." He smirked. HOW DID HE SAY THAT SO CALMLY? I was stunned. Speechless. I nearly choked on the soup.

"And you had to be so corny early in the morning." But I liked it though, I felt like I was grinning like an idiot in my imagination.

After we finished eating, he insisted on doing the dishes. He could've placed an order for the new Fontaine-made dishwasher which came out nearly a month ago, would make Thoma's job a bit easier.

We went out to Inazuma City to buy food for our picnic in Chinju Forest. I brought a woven basket but he insisted he brought the teacups after we went back home. I held his arm as we exited the estate, on our way to Inazuma City.

I felt a lot of people's eyes aimed at me. I shouldn't think about that. I was here to buy food, and it's Valentines.

"Should we get some tricoloured dango? Maybe some onigiri and sushi as well to accompany the tea."

We bought quite a lot of food, it all barely fits in the basket. So far we have tricoloured dango, onigiri, sushi, tri-flavoured skewer, sakura mochi, sakura shrimp crackers and egg rolls. We were on our way back to the estate and I made sure our food was intact and safe. It was a bit breezy today and there weren't many clouds in the azure-blue sky. He was going to get a picnic blanket and the teacups from the estate so I sat by the cherry blossom tree and glanced up at its pink petals slowly floating down.

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And since Ayato's here, there is absolutely nothing for me to worry about. I took out my Kamera and led him by the hand to under the cherry blossom tree. I set the Kamera to a 10 second timer on a big rock that was half my height. I hurried back to Ayato and hugged him, his left side facing the Kamera. I looked up at him and smiled as I tiptoed to give him a swift peck on the lips (I hope the Kamera captured that). His loving gaze and soft smile are no strangers to me. I welcome them with open arms. His arms managed to snake their way to my waist without me noticing and pulled me closer to him. I felt my face getting warmer by the minute. I got a bit flustered and looked to the Kamera as I heard the shutter sound. He cupped my face with his left hand making me look directly into his beautiful blue eyes that resembled a calm lavender field, as still as time. I went to see how the picture turned out. It made my heart flutter and twirl in circles. It describes my feelings more than what words could say.

"The picture turned out good, framing this in our room when we get back~" I chimed.

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Our anniversary was about a month ago. It was like I could see that exact moment play in front of me as I sat by that cherry blossom tree. The canopy of the cherry blossoms gave me some shade from the sun. I hoped the egg rolls didn't get cold. He took quite long to get the teacups.

He laid the picnic blanket on the ground and I put the basket of food in the middle of the blanket. I took out the onigiris and sushis as our starter course. I ate it with my hands as there were no chopsticks. Why didn't he get chopsticks? He was in the estate anyways. I savoured the taste of the savoury sushi. It wasn't too bad I guess. I still felt that Thoma's cooking was superior or maybe I was used to his cooking as I ate it everyday. Chinju Forest has a lot of bioluminescent plants in a shade of blue that resembles his hair colour. They doesn't glow in the morning, it's like at different times of the day, Chinju Forest has two opposite colour schemes, pink and blue. Our starter course finished quickly. I think I wolfed down most of it, I was quite hungry haha... Next up were the tri-flavoured skewers and egg rolls. I thought the egg rolls could go well with rice but we had no rice, sadly. I took out the tricoloured dango, sakura mochi and sakura shrimp crackers. The mochi was sweet and chewy, it was really tasty. If I had a sweet tooth, I'm not sure how many of these I would get. And we have no tea? We have teacups but no tea. Ah, I forgot to brew tea earlier. Well, the teacups are useless now...

I wondered what to do next. I couldn't think of anything to do? There wasn't much to do in Inazuma City. What if he planned the whole day out?

"Do you want to go to Tatarasuna?"

"Tatarasuna? Why?"

"We can watch the sunset there. The beach is bioluminescent as well, absolutely stunning."

"Why didn't you describe me like that?"

"Why? Want me to give you more tulips?"

"Well, what else is there to do on Tatarasuna? There are a lot of Fatui scattered around there. I don't want to deal with them today. Are there any safer bioluminescent beaches?"

"Or do you want to something in the estate? Hmm?"

"'Something'? What exactly is that 'something'?"

"You will find out~" He gave a confident smirk. DAMN HIM, THAT SMIRK AGAIN! What could possibly be that 'something'? I'm totally oblivious. What else could he be thinking, huh?

"Well then, let's find out~"

Hah, see if he can reply to that. What could he do anyway? Do I want him to do something? Hehe...

He picked up the plates and teacups back into the basket and folded the picnic blanket and draped it on his arm like a waitor's napkin.

"Let me escort you back to the estate, Milady~" He extended his arm. I held his arm as we walked up the stone staircase to the estate.

"Master, Milady, you're back!" Thoma chirped in excitement.

"We will be heading to our room, you can prepare the hot water for the bath."

"Yes, Master. I'm sure both of you had a long day outside. I will be out to run another errand after I prepared the bath."

As we entered the estate, I saw tulip petals on the floor leading to the hallway. I was rather confused. They weren't from the bouquet right? The bouquet of reddish-pink tulips in the living room were still intact. Ayato doesn't look fazed. Did those two plan this? Seems like Ayaka wasn't back yet. The petals led to our room. Ayato opened the door and the first thing I noticed was tulips petals on the bed forming a shape of a heart. Did Ayato make this? Where did he get the petals from? Was this why he took so long just to get the teacups and the picnic blanket? He immediately shut the door and pinned me against the wall. My face turned as red as a pyro vision. I was in shock. My hands frozen in place, by my sides. I stared into his lavender-blue eyes. What would be his next move? His face inched closer to mine. I couldn't move backwards. Do I want him to do something? No wonder he told me that Thoma and Ayaka wouldn't be home today. I gulped, in anticipation.

He loosened his lilac tie, still having a hold on me. Was it what I thought it was? No, no... haha...couldn't be... Do I want it to be what I thought it was?

His face was so close to mine that I could feel his breath on my skin, his hair grazing my face. He looked at my lips then back at my eyes. I was screaming internally like an excited teenager. The head of the Kamisato clan and Yashiro Commision, my husband, the love of my life...I would give the world to grow old alongside him. I smiled like a fool, I couldn't help it. There were no words to say how happy I was today. I didn't know how to describe it. In actions...maybe?

His face got even closer, his forehead almost touching mine. What was he thinking?

His thumb brushed my lips. AHHH, JUST KISS ME ALREADY!

I grabbed his collar and pulled him towards me, his lips crashing onto mine. I might have used too much force... I released my grip and took a step backwards, my face flushing to the reddest shade of red one could possibly imagine.

"Hmm, you want to kiss me that badly huh?"

I was speechless. I didn't know what to say. I slowly turned to the floor for a solution only for the attempt to be futile. His hand forcefully made me turn to face him. He took off his coat and waistcoat and left it on the ground. He untied his tie and threw it to somewhere at the back of the room, his eyes still focused on me. One of his arms sneaked around my waist to pull me closer, the other pinning my wrists to the wall. I felt his warm breath on my skin. I was breathing heavily. My heart thumping like an earthquake. The tension was killing me.

"Do you want to see butterflies?"

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The End

A/n: and you can probably guess what happened from there onwards ;)

I wrote this last minute after a week of procrastination 😅

I thought of all those corny/cringy couple things from kdrama scenarios and chucked it into this oneshot.

Thanks for reading :D

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『 The Museum 』

✧ Zhongli x y/n

✧ Fluff & a teeny bit of angst

✧ Modern au

It was a Friday night. Just got home from work. I was one of the assistants of the Liyue Qixing. I felt so drowsy that I wanted to sleep for days. Had to work overtime because of a delayed meeting. I probably should take a shower, then go to sleep. Ah, and tomorrow is my 'museum date' with Zhongli. Better set my alarm to 8.30am so that I won't wake up too late.

I went to the bathroom to take a quick shower before going to sleep. I could see the visible dark circles under my eyes. How many days have I gone with such little sleep? I don't remember, I lost track... I had to take many cups of coffee every night I had to work overtime. By the time I was finished, I reached home at about midnight and I had to go to work at 6 and that's all without eating a proper 3 meals a day. Most I get is a half meal. There are no restaurants near my office, very inconvienient. Had to go to places by car. Traffic jam everywhere during lunch hours giving me only less than 15 minutes to eat and that includes ordering food. I usually take the food back to the office with me but I rarely get the chance to finish it all. Work-life balance they said. I often sleep after a supper of instant noodles, my saviour. Its unhealthy, I know, but there wasn't any other option. I turned the water heater on and took a quick shower without washing my hair. After my shower, I got changed into my pajamas. I dragged myself to my room, eyes half lidded. My room was just like a mini library but with a bed, 2 wooden bedside tables and a wardrobe. There was a window beside my left bedside table, giving me the not-so-pleasant view of the dark alleyways. My whole room was decorated to have a library aesthetic like the library in the headquarters of the Knights of Favonius in Mondstadt. I made sure the air conditioning in my room was cool enough, switched off the lights and tucked myself into bed. I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep. The sound of cars passing by, the subtle whir of the air conditioner fan, was like a lullaby to me. I fell asleep not long after...

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I woke up to the buzzing of my phone's alarm. 8.30am. I felt like I wanted to sleep more but I knew I shouldn't. I reluctantly got out of bed and went to wash up. The soft tapping of the rain made me want to sleep for some more but I made sure I didn't. I had to leave at about 9am in order to make it to the museum by 10am. The museum only took 15 minutes to reach on foot but I should arrive early in case there would be some unforseen circumstances.

I went to check my phone on the bedside table. Emails from work, 5000 steps...ah! Zhongli's message!

Today

Unread messages

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Zhongli:

Hello, y/n. Are you awake?

Sorry to disturb... 😅 8.00am ✓✓

Would you like to have breakfast

at a café nearby the tea house? 8.02am ✓✓

Me:

Hi, Zhongli, sorry for the late reply.

Just woke up. 8.35am ✓✓

reply to Would you....

╰┈➤ Yea, that sounds nice~ 8.35am ✓✓

Zhongli:

There aren't many people at this hour. 8.35am ✓✓

Me:

I should be ready by 9. 8.36am ✓✓

Zhongli:

Do you know the café? I can send the location to you if you need it. 8.36am ✓✓

Me:

Yeah, I've been there before.

Starry Café right? 8.36am✓✓

Zhongli:

See you there then. 8.36am ✓✓

Me:

See you :D 8.37am ✓✓

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My hair still messy, I went to the kitchen to get a glass of warm water. My half opened eyelids squinted to pour the warm water into a small glass. I got changed to the same clothes I wore last week to the tea house. All my other clothes were in the washing. I combed my hair neatly and placed a brown, velvet beret on my head. It was about 8.45 after I got dressed. I headed out of the apartment and went to the café. It wasn't far from here but about 5 to 10 minutes away on foot. I walked past the boutiques, flower shops, restaurants... I could see the café from a few blocks away. I wondered if Zhongli had arrived yet?

I opened the door and heard the subtle ding of the bell amidst the sound of cars passing by. I saw Zhongli at the right end of the café, he waved to me. I walked over to his table. It was a table for two. He was wearing an ivory black turtleneck under a brown trench coat and a pair of black slacks. He hasn't ordered anything yet.

"Here's the menu. What would you like to eat?" He questioned.

"Mmm, I would take a croissant and a cafe latte."

"I will go to the counter and order then."

The food came not long after. I got my awaited croissant and cafe latte. Zhongli got was the cafe's breakfast set. It looked like a lot but he finished it in no time. I took a look at the time on my phone. 9.30am.

"We finished breakfast but it's only 9.30am."

"The walk from here to the museum should be around 15 to 20 minutes."

"Maybe we can have a little chat while we're at it, haha."

We left the café and went to the museum. There were a lot of fancy boutiques in this area but most of the clothes are too expensive for me to afford. There were some autumn trees planted by the curb of the roadside. We walked on the left side of the road. I glanced to my left. Zhongli's coat resembled a billowing cape, the features on his face, angular and sharp. The wind running through his long, amber brown hair like a dragon's tail. The autumn leaves floated in the air as gusts of wind puffed in and out.

"Y/n, is anything the matter?"

Oh shoot, did I look for too long? I could feel my face reddening out of embarrassment. Uh, I should just, brush it off. TOTALLY NOTHING HAPPENED...

"Ah, i-it's nothing..."

I automatically turned away and looked to anywhere but him. How could I make myself calm down. I focused on the museum up ahead. It was very...square. Looked like a giant box of chocolates. We arrived in front of the museum. It's facade of wooden details carved into its walls, fine and intricate. As we entered through the large doors, we were greeted with a towering, bronze statue of Rex Lapis. I looked up in awe. The line for the Ancient Liyue Relics exhibit was nearly empty. We got entry tickets in no time.

When we entered the exhibit, there were many relics from the time of the Archon War and The Great Cataclysm. I was intrigued by the brown, square cup inside one of the glass casings. It was said that Morax used to bring those cups during every reunion of the gods and adepti of Liyue. The geo symbol on the cup looked identical to that of Zhongli's iris.

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'Morax, why do you keep bringing those square cups? We already have enough teacups to go around'

'I guess he just likes anything square'

Everyone burst into laughter. Today was one of the reunions among us adepti, and one of the happiest as well. Marchosius brought a lot of food this time. I wasn't sure if we could finish it all. I felt quite full already. Little Ganyu eats a lot. She is so cute and chubby I wish I could just pinch those cheeks! The weather is rather nice, its cooling and a bit cloudy. If only everyday was like this...

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Was I an adeptus in a previous life? Wait...that child with horns looked familiar...THAT'S MISS GANYU, ONE OF MY SUPERIORS! Couldn't believe she looked that cute as a child. From hearsay, my colleagues said that she was about 3000 years old. And Zhongli was holding this exact cup. No, this had to be a coincidence.

"Y/n? You look puzzled"

He crossed his arms and leaned against the glass casing, looking at me with curious eyes. I hoped that thing doesn't break.

"Probably because I never seen this before"

I gave out a nervous laughter. Zhongli had an odd resemblance to Morax, the square teacups were similar to that in the exhibit. I turned to my right and saw a painting. An interpretation of the adepti's reunion perhaps? It looked similar to the 'flashback' I received.

"That painting was painted a long time ago. Even the Liyue Qixing have a hard time dating back this painting."

"Ooh, this painting does looks accurate though"

"Accurate? How so?"

"A-Ah, a slip of tongue. I meant amazing, yes. Amazing."

"Oh, I see..."

Zhongli's pov

Y/n is being awfully suspicious. She talked about that painting as if she had seen it in real life. How would she know anything about it? There is very little known information other than myths passed on by elders.

Y/n's pov

I walked past the square cup to see the cleansing bell being kept in the same type of glass casing as well. I could hear a lovely melody play in my head. It sounds better than that of the renowned composers.

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"True music is an expression of the soul, not from some mechanism, Guizhong."

"Dear Ping, my cleansing bell is on par to human composers. Some say my cleansing bell is superior."

"Morax, you have to put an end to this petty argument. It has dragged on for far too long."

Morax and Cloud Retainer made a verdict from a hilltop not far from us. He confiscated my cleansing bell. My cleansing bell. He designated it for ceremonial use so that Streetward Rambler and I would stop arguing over some 'petty belief'. I have taken my concentration to a new invention, the Obscuro Vulpes Mechanism!

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The Obscuro Vulpes Mechanism looks like the real-life version of the Guizhong Ballista taken straight out from a history textbook. I think I would have a hard time pronouncing that. And the famed Cloud Retainer in human form?! This was too much for me to digest in one sitting.

Zhongli's pov

Y/n looks more confused now. She shook her head multiple times. I wonder what was going on inside that head of hers. She hasn't asked me anything since we entered the exhibit. Her reaction was not quite what I expected. Sigh Looking at these 'relics' reminds me of the good old days... Residing in the Guili Assembly, overlooking a field of glaze lilies with Guizh- Lover's...Oath?

Y/n's pov

I haven't heard this piece before. It sounds comforting and soothing to the ears. But who in their right mind would sneak a guzheng into a museum exhibit? I doubt security didn't notice someone dragging a big wooden thing into a state of the art museum.

"Zhongli, what is this piece? I haven't heard this before."

"It is one of Liyue's classical pieces, also happens to be my favourite one of all."

"I don't think it's from the sound system. Sounds like someone is playing a guzheng. I think it comes from further inside the exhibit."

Out of curiosity, I followed the footsteps of the melodious tune and found an old lady playing the guzheng in front of a painting of a glaze lily field.

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It was the first night of Lantern Rite and people sent lanterns to the sky. The dark sky illuminated with a warm glow. Morax and I were watching from a field of glaze lilies nearby Guili Assembly. We were having a 'picnic' or so called, by mortals. I brought a basket of lotus paste mooncakes to eat. Zhongli brought a freshly brewed pot of osmanthus tea. I could hear a sweet sounding tune coming from the direction of Guili Assembly but I didn't know who played it.

"A toast to a prosperous new year" Zhongli raised his cup.

I raised by cup and took a sip. The osmanthus tea was calming and soothing to the senses. I felt like I could fall asleep there and then. I wish for a prosperous new year as well.

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That was... Lantern Rite... What's with me and glaze lilies? That music, it sounds similar to what that old lady is playing. I watched as she rhythmically plucked the strings of the guzheng, it tells a story for itself.

Zhongli's pov

This old tune makes me want to reminisce about her. After all those years, her death still haunts my soul.

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"Guizhong, no... no..."

She laid in my arms, knowing that her return to the dust was nearing.

"Morax, promise me this... that you will continue to live a full, prosperous life as the Archon of geo and become a god that the people of Liyue will look up to in the many years to come." She said with tears on the verge of escaping her glass-like eyes.

"I will..."

She gave a soft grin, cupping my face with her frail hands.

"Always remember that wherever I will be...I love-" Her last words got cut off. She turned to stone right before my very eyes... I shook her stone body, hoping she would wake up. Her lifeless body, giving me the most loving smile in all of Teyvat...

"GUIZHONG, WAKE UP! Please...stay with me..." I was in shock that she just died. She was dead. No, this couldn't be happening, no, no....

I hugged her for the last time. The glaze lily I gave her was still in her hair.

"Guizhong...I love you too..." I whispered into her ear as tears flooded my eyes. I cried out to the heavens, hoping they'd bring her back...

I got up in front of Guizhong's lifeless, stone body. Bowing to pay my respects.

"Take the people south, we will set up a new city. It is far too dangerous to stay here."

I held back the last of my tears. I had to lead the people of Liyue to a safer place, where they will prosper for a long time. The remaining adepti and I took the people to the coastline of Liyue, south of Guili Assembly. Guili Assembly is no more. All that is left of it was the ruins of our past and the joyful memories of old.

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Someone's pov

I looked up from my guzheng after I finished playing. Morax and Guizhong? Wait...GUIZHONG???

"Guizhong...is that you, perhaps?"

Y/n's pov

Me? Guizhong? Who even is Guizhong? These 'memories' were so confusing. I didn't remember any of these and they didn't look like they were in Liyue Harbour.

"I'm not sure, maam"

"Oh, you remind me greatly of her, haha. Our bickering about opinions of music... the small little things in life might be the ones you appreciate most..."

She spoke with the wisdom of millenias of knowledge. I got another sudden 'flashback'. I didn't know what they were about. It was just so chaotic. Everything happened too fast. I couldn't understand the context of it. A lot of people were crying, then it all fades to black...

"Y/n, are you okay? You seem deep in thought."

"I'm fine...but..."

"'But' what?"

"Who is this 'Guizhong'? I kept getting these weird 'flashbacks' where people kept calling me 'Guizhong'. Zhongli, you were there as well, or some who looks like you." I hesitated to continue. What if he thought I was crazy?

"'Guizhong' hmmm? You said I was there as well..."

"Yeah! There was one where a lot of people stood in a circle around me, crying. You were the one closest to me, you called me 'Guizhong' as well."

"What else do you remember?"

"Mmm, there was one where we sat in a field of glaze lilies watching the lanterns float up during Lantern Rite. You also tucked a glaze lily into my hair, you smile was as sweet as a plate of almond tofu."

"Guizhong passed away many many years ago...but I do miss her."

"Wait...so you're saying that YOU ARE MORAX, THE ARCHON OF GEO?!"

"Hush, no one else should know. The lady that played the guzheng there is a fellow adpeti, Madame Ping, as you might know her."

"Ping? ... The one I argued with about music?"

"After all these years, we meet again, old friend."

"So, who was Guizhong, Zhongli?"

"Guizhong was our friend and fellow adepti also know as Haagentus, Lord of The Dust, ironically. I suppose you do have some recollection of her memories."

"So, basically speaking, I am Guizhong?"

"Her reincarnation probably."

I tried to process this information. That I was a reincarnation of a god. A god. Was it fate that led me to him? Me, a god. How could that be possible? I was still shocked, blankly staring into the painting of glaze lilies. I still couldn't imagine this. Like it all wasn't real yet so realistic. Even if I was a god, I'm no longer one, I'm just a mere human now...

"Was all that hard to digest? You look stunned."

"Maybe we could talk it over a cup of tea." I chuckled. "I still wondered how you managed to sneak in a guzheng almost as tall as you into a museum exhibit, Madame Ping."

"People won't notice an old lady like me, but a someone playing the guzheng in a museum exhibit is truly something out of the ordinary."

"Will I regain all of her memories?"

"Eventually, maybe."

Me. An actual god. I mean a reincarnation of one but close enough. When I was in highschool, I remember that one of the history lessons taught about the Archon War. There was a god that died, I suppose that was me? It didn't give much detail on it, I think I forgot most of it. I wonder how must it have been to live as a god residing in the Guili Assembly. When would I regain all my memories? Maybe I should go somewhere to trigger it? Or look at something like the square cups? How would my parents feel? That their daughter was a reincarnation of a god. Would they be proud of me or disown me as a lunatic? Did the heavens take pity on us and reincarnate me thousands of years later? Was I really a god? Or was I imagining it all? I could tell, really. I would let time show me the rest.

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The End

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『 The Tea House 』

✧ Zhongli x y/n

✧ fluff

✧ modern au

I caught wind that the revered funeral consultant of Wangsheng Funeral Parlour, has opened a tea house near Xinyue Kiosk. The reviews from critics were quite positive, 'The consultant serves great tea', 'He is a nice person to chat to while drinking a warm cup of tea', 'From what I saw, he has his finest tea leaves picked from 'The Land of Tea' itself'.

I live in the heart of the bustling Liyue Harbour. The balcony of my apartment unit overlooked the busy streets, the street food vendors and the never-resting sea of Liyue. I leaned on the metal railing of my balcony, the cool morning breeze woke me out of a daze, my barely shoulder length, grey-cerulean blue hair fluttering in the wind. I took a sip of tea from my porcelain cup, adorned with an osmanthus flower print. It was from a tea set my mother bought for me when I was younger. I loved drinking tea so much that I would brew a special tea for my parents every week. The tea I drank was a mix of chrysanthemum and sumeru rose petals. It reminded me of running through a field of glaze lilies outside my grandmother's cottage when I was a little girl.

I could see the tea house from my balcony at the 8th floor. Even just by looking at it, it looked like it has that cozy and warm feeling of a child in his mother's embrace. There were sprouts of bamboo growing outside the tea house, a lot of people were taking pictures there. The outside was made of pine wood panels, but who knows how it looks inside. I was pondering whether should I go to the tea house. I was still in my pajamas: a baggy, blue t-shirt and a pair of grey, loose drawstring pants, my shoulder length hair still messy as I got up not long ago.

I got changed into an autumn brown a-line sleeveless dress with a white, collared, blouson sleeve top underneath it. I also wore a pair of off-white, frilled socks. I, then, slipped on a pair of pearl white Mary Jane pumps and headed out to the tea house.

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I crossed the road and was met with the entrance of the tea house. It was an arch decorated with panels of pine wood and sprouts of nascent bamboo shoots growing next to the tea house. The wood panel to the left of the entrance had Osmanthus Tea House engraved in it with a drawing of what seems to be an osmanthus tree. I stepped foot through the entrance and was welcomed with a bamboo garden and a stone path showing me the way in. I walked, awestruck from the lovely greenery of the tea house. I wonder where was the actual entrance to the tea house... As I walked a bit further, I saw a majestic osmanthus tree in the middle of my view. There was a round, stone table with 2 stone seats under the tree. A breeze swept the golden osmanthus petals up into the air as they danced happily to the rhythm of the wind. To the right of the osmanthus tree was the entrance to the tea house. A glass door without a knob. I went nearer to the door and it opened by itself. Oh, so it's a automatic sliding door. I shouldn't be surprised. Its interior was a blend of oriental and modern styles. It is very tranquil compared to the bustling streets of Liyue Harbour. Wood panels separating tea rooms, giving privacy to its customers. Marble flooring, giving it a modern touch to it. There were low-rise and high-rise furniture, both unique in their own ways. There was a wooden staircase with a glass railing going up to the second floor. I'm not sure what's up there.

There were a lot of social media influencers doing live videos here. I thought this tea house was newly opened.

"Helloo, my dear fans, its me, your favourite idol, Barbara! Today, I will be trying out the tea from the Osmanthus Tea House...Mmmm, it smells so fragrant...the taste is so unique! I haven't tasted anything like this in other regions."

A man walked out of the room Barbara was in. I assume he was the boss of this tea house. She is an idol and influencer known all over Teyvat for her melodious singing and her ginormous fanclub. He tidied his black dress-shirt even though his top two button wasn't buttoned and fixed his collar while he walked to the staircase. He stopped in his tracks and glanced at me. He didn't move for the past few seconds. I looked at him, confused. He looked as confused as me but his face turned pale as if he saw a ghost.

Zhongli's pov

She...she looks just like Guizhong. Was I sure that I didn't see a ghost? Guizhong is dead. I saw her die in my arms two thousand years ago in the field of glaze lilies...

Y/n's pov

"Ah, miss, I'm afraid there aren't any tea rooms left on this floor. All have been reserved in advance. May I take you to the second floor?" His face still pale.

"Yes, sure"

He brought me to the second floor. The glass railing guided me up. Every step on the wooden staircase left me in anticipation of what was up there. As I took the last step up the staircase, I managed to get a full view of the second floor, it looked quite spacious but I assumed that it was a more private area for Zhongli.

The room's colour palate was quite neutral. It had 7 square cuihua-wood chair and table set, Zhongli sat on the chair closest to the ink painting of the mountains of Liyue, a potted glaze lily stood at the right of the room on top a small, wooden drawer. There were two rectangular lanterns dangling from the ceiling, a wooden tea set on the table, it looked quite expensive. To the left of the room, there was a circular archway leading to what seems a rooftop garden. The sunlight reached every corner of the room.

"Have a seat, I can serve you the finest teas in all of Liyue, what tea would be of your preference?"

I took a seat on the cushioned cuihua-wood chair. Should I pretend to be the most famous tea critic or a clueless passerby?

"Can I have some osmanthus tea?"

"Sure"

He rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, brewing the tea. Its fragrance was incomparable to no other... He looks very focused, yet calm like the tranquility of the mountains. He poured the brewed yellow osmanthus tea into the tea cup.

"Here, have a sip. Let me know if it's to your liking. And be careful, it's still hot."

His elbows resting on the table, he slumped his face on his right palm, he looked at me to see my reaction. His eyes glimmered as his eyes reflected the sunlight fron the circular archway, resembling the smooth, luminous amber rock on Mount Hulao. I took up the cup of osmanthus tea to my nose and savoured the fragrance. I carefully blew on the tea and took a sip. It felt a soothing sensation at the back of my throat, good for those with sore throats. Drinking the tea made me feel at ease, like I'm lying down on my bed waiting to fall asleep.

"Mmm, its tastes so unique! Very fragrant. There was a soothing sensation at the back of my throat as well. It would be nice to drink a cup of this before heading to bed. Will surely let me doze off within minutes."

"Oh, that's good. Everyone else gave this tea a vague compliment like 'good' and 'nice' that I'm wondering if they are really professional tea critics."

"Haha, I'm sure they weren't able to think of a word to describe this tea. It is so aromatic and ... therapeutic, I love it~"

The tips of his lips curled upwards into a warm smile. His face looks a bit haggard up close, its not even noon yet. Today must have been a busy day for him, I hope I'm not interfering with his business; he had a lot of big contributors coming over today. There was Barbara, the idol influencer! I wonder if there will be any local superstars coming over such as Yunjin or Xinyan.

"You...remind me of someone from a long time ago..."

"Who is it, if I may ask?"

He let out a heavy sigh, "Nevermind that, I don't think you know her. It was a long time ago..."

Ding

He was surprised by the noise of the sudden doorbell and got out of his seat.

"I didn't know that it's time already. Who knew time passed so fast. I will be downstairs if you need me, it's another customer."

He hurriedly trotted down the staircase and went to cater to the customer, I assume its another rich influencer. Same old, same old. The pot of osmanthus tea, still warm. I turned to my left, the circular archway. Curiosity got the best of me. I ventured past the circular archway, the sunlight glared for a moment. I brought my hands to my eyes for shade. It was a small rooftop garden. There were pots of glaze lilies.

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We were sitting down in the field of glaze lilies where we first met. The breeze had my hair flutter in the wind. Morax gently put the glaze lily in my hair. His gaze, loving. He was... smiling... He usually donned the facade of an ice-cold, serious war lord. It was rare to see him like this.

"You look so beautiful like this, Guizhong..."

That phrase made my face blush redder than a jueyun chili. Always worked. I smiled like a fool and turned my face away out of embarrassment, my hands covered my flushed cheeks.

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What memory was that? I don't recall anything like that in my lifetime. That man, his eyes were the same as Zhongli's... Was that a memory or my imagination? My mind must've be playing tricks on me. My hair fluttered in the wind. I glanced back at the glaze lilies. They gave me a familiar feeling, yet I didn't know what it was. I heard the footsteps coming from behind me. It was him walking up the staircase. I turned to face him.

Zhongli's pov

I was busy with another customer downstairs. I hope she didn't mind. Ah, I forgot to ask for her name. I walked up the staircase thinking of what I should say. She is not in her seat, I wondered where she went? I turned to my left and saw her gazing over the glaze lilies on the rooftop garden past the circular archway. She reminded me so much of Guizhong...No, she wasn't her. She turned around. Her hair fluttering in the wind, her eyes, cheerful and carefree...

"Miss, may I ask you for your name? I forgot to ask you earlier. I apologise for taking to long as I had to tend to a customer."

"My name is, y/n"

"How should I address you?"

"You can just call me as y/n"

"Y/n, would you like me to refill your cup? It's almost empty."

"Yes, thank you."

Y/n's pov

I sat back down on the chair as he refilled the teacup. Should I ask him to teach me how to brew this tea? It would be nice to drink this before I go to sleep. He set down the refilled teacup in front of me.

"Have you heard of the new exhibition that Liyue Museum is holding?"

"I think I have. Is it the one with relics from the Archon War?"

"Yes, it is. Would you like to visit it sometime? I could show you around some of the other exhibits as well."

"Yeah, I haven't been there before. It would be nice if I could go there."

I have wanted to go to the Liyue Museum for a long time but I didn't have the time to do so. I had a heavy workload for a long time. It took a toll to my health after many sleepless months. I was either too sick or too busy. Having someone to show me around would be nice. I might get lost in there. The Liyue Museum houses the most relics in all of Teyvat currently. From what my friends told me, the exhibitions in the Liyue Museum contain very useful information about long ago that even elders don't know.

"When will you be free to go there? You have good business here. Won't you be busy for the next few weeks or so?"

"A day off won't hurt, would it? At least the both of us get to take some time off work for a while. Maybe we can go next week?"

"Yep! I will check my schedule later and make sure I have nothing on that day. Can I have your number so I can message you?"

"Sure..."

I passed my phone to him so he could dial in his number. He saved the contact in my phone as 'Zhongli'. I can't wait go to the museum!

"I should get going now. I won't disturb you any longer and thanks for the tea~~"

He showed me out of the tea house. The way I came in. The majestic osmanthus tree. The round stone table. The bamboo. The finches chirping overhead made me feel as if I'm in the middle of a forest, far away from the bustling cities.

I stepped out of the archway and was greeted with the the busy street of Liyue Harbour. The street food vendors, the children playing on the roadside. I waved goodbye to Zhongli and headed back to my apartment unit. Did I just get a date with the boss of a tea house???

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Part 2 - The Museum will be released next week

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[that--fish]

『 Good morning, Darling~ 』

✧ Ayato x femreader

✧ fluff

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It was a spring morning. Cherry blossoms were in bloom. Its petals gently caressed my face as they floated along the wind. I could smell the lingering petrichor of last night as raindrops were dropping rhythmically on the rooftop of the Kamisato Estate that slowly drifted me off to sleep. I was walking down the stone path, visibly noticeable that it's generations old. I noticed the stream to the right of the path - as clear as a mirror. The lively, colourful fishes zooming through reminded me of my pet fishes in my childhood home from life before the Sakoku Decree. I stared into the mirror-like surface of the stream and was reminiscing the murky remains of my childhood. I look up from the water and see the elegant cherry blossoms of Chinju Forest. There was a majestic cherry blossom tree in the courtyard of my childhood home where I used to play hide-and-seek with my siblings. How I miss it so much... The head of the Kamisato clan and Yashiro Commision, Kamisato Ayato, had these wonderful cherry blossoms planted in Chinju Forest to celebrate the start of spring. He also planted the cherry blossoms to celebrate our wedding anniversary as he knew they were my absolute favourite. I can't help grinning at the thought of it.

As a slight breeze blee against my face, I saw a figure in the corner if my right eye. I turned and saw Ayato looking at me with his arms crossed. His silky, baby-blue hair tied in a low ponytail swayed along the gentle waltz of the breeze. His lavender-blue eyes smiled at me like a welcoming embrace. His smile, as soft as the falling sakura petals, his same day-to-day outfit : a white and purple top with a white pair of slacks always seem special to me. I smiled helplessly, admiring his features that captivated me years ago. The sunlight shone through the canopy of the trees, putting a spotlight on both of us. It felt as if time stood at a standstill. He extended his arms out at me. I ran excitedly towards him and wrapped my arms around him. The warmth made me feel very cozy and safe in his arms that I didn't want to let go. I glanced up at him, his gaze was as reassuring as the morning sun, cherry blossoms gliding gracefully overhead and the sound of the finches chirping amongst the branches. "Good morning, Darling~" he whispered into my ear. "Do you like the gift? Had it specially arranged for you."

"I love it! Thanks sooo much, Ayato!" I beamed. If I could throw endless fits of happiness to express it, I would.

"Hehe, glad you liked it" he replied as he planted a soft kiss on my forehead.

Even though Chinju Forest is infamous for ghost stories and youkai, I never felt its intimidating, eerie aura. It felt comforting to be there. The light that doesn't escape the canopy at night, the bright full moon, the stars that shone brighter than the glimmering beaches of Tatarasuna, the bioluminescent blue flowers of Chinju Forest that, for eternity, will remind me of my dearest Ayato, the chattery stream calming down from a long, busy day, the ever mischievous tanuki tricking travellers who enter theough the tori gate. It all feels like home to me. And since Ayato's here, there is absolutely nothing for me to worry about. I took out my Kamera and led him by the hand to under the cherry blossom tree. I set the Kamera to a 10 second timer on a big rock that was half my height. I hurried back to Ayato and hugged him, his left side facing the Kamera. I looked up at him and smiled as I tiptoed to give him a swift peck on the lips (I hope the Kamera captured that). His loving gaze and soft smile are no strangers to me. I welcome them with open arms. His arms managed to snake their way to my waist without me noticing and pulled me closer to him. I felt my face getting warmer by the minute. I got a bit flustered and looked to the Kamera as I heard the shutter sound. He cupped my face with his left hand making me look directly into his beautiful blue eyes that resembled a calm lavender field, as still as time. I went to see how the picture turned out. It made my heart flutter and twirl in circles. It describes my feelings more than what words could say. "The picture turned out good, framing this in our room when we get back" I chimed.

"Thoma prepared a lovely breakfast with your favourite foods as another little surprise from me. He wanted to tell you in person but you ran off into Chinju Forest just after you got up." he said.

"Mmm, is it omurice? Butter crab? Ah, is it tonkatsu ramen? Uhh, there are so many to list...which one?" I wondered.

"You will know when we get back~" he said with a grin. "We should hurry before the food gets cold"

The sweet, fresh fragrance of the cherry blossoms reminded me of a perfume that he bought for me for our first date. As we were walking up the path back to the Kamisato Estate, I could not help but notice the different kinds of wild flowers that were brighter than that of the fishes in the stream. The trees danced along the breeze, welcoming us home. I could imagine the invigorating smell of butter crab, omurice and tonkatsu ramen. Thoma cooks it really well! It reminds me of how my mother cooked them for me and my sibling when I was younger. Even the thought of it makes me hungry.