𝑳𝒖𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒆

┌──── “𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴.„

└➤𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙨. 。✑ ─────┐🥀

❛About Me❜

Name: Call me Lumi/Sen or wtv you like :)

Age: 18+

Sign: Pisces

Pronouns: She/they

Where: Asia

Things that fill my time: drawing, painting, gaming, reading, learning diff languages or playing instruments.

Pets: had two fishes, they died :")

A fact: I am an asthmatic person with a shit ton of allergies, hence I don't have many pets. Though I'd love to have 2 or more cats!

Who I main: Ayaka, Xiao and Scara <3. Luke Pierce lover.

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┌──── “𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴. 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸.„

└➤𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢. 。✑ ─────┐🥀

⇢˚⋆ ✎ ˎˊ- "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬."

Now you two were sitting in the car idly, with the obnoxiously loud car horns blaring even through the rolled-up car windows. You could see Childe’s patience thinning as he tapped the steering wheel, letting out a frustrated sigh. You massage your temples with your fingers on your brow. An annoying driver behind you two was repeatedly honking his horn aggressively.

"Can he just shut the fuck up?! Is he blind, or can he not see the damn traffic? He isn’t the only one stuck in it, fucking idiot." Childe curses as he finally snaps; you were afraid his knuckles would turn white from how tight he was gripping the steering wheel.

"I’m sorry.." You apologize as you put your hand above his that rested on the wheel, stroking it soothingly in an effort to calm him down. You felt responsible in some way.

Childe turns to you and affirmatively squeezes your hand, "Hey! It’s not your fault! None of us could’ve known the traffic would be so heavy, don’t put yourself down for something you didn’t do..!" 

"But.." You lower your gaze.

He sighs before hooking his finger under your chin, pulling it up to meet his smiling blue eyes that resembled azure skies. He gives you a loving kiss on the cheek, assuring you that it’s not your fault. The corner of your mouth tugs into a small smile at the gesture.

Soon the traffic dissipated, and you and Childe were able to continue your drive. Once you two had reached your destination, though... Another predicament fell upon the two of you.

The parking lot was full. It was so cluttered that it made you feel claustrophobic; you let out another exasperated sigh. Childe tries to lift your spirits by making an enthusiastic suggestion.

"How about... we park a bit farther? It’ll be slightly far away, but it's nice to have a walk every now and then!" He chirps.

You smile helplessly, no wonder you fell in love with him. He always managed to make you happy in whatever situation you were in, you adored that about him. You nodded encouragingly.

He soon finds a parking farther away, and you two get out of the car and start walking. A few minutes in, you feel a small drop of water on your face.

"Huh?" 

You look at Childe and see the same reaction masking his face. You look up to see another drop falling.

Oh shit. Is it raining?

And, unfortunately, your guess was right. It was raining.

You facepalm, groaning. 

"This has been the shittiest day so far, I swear."

"Nono! It’s fine, come on, let’s go back!" You could sense the slight hint of disappointment but he makes up for it with his cheery beam. 

"But isn’t it too far away? We'll be completely soaked by the time we get there." You cast your gaze downward, visibly upset.

"No worries, love! I spotted a bench nearby, so we’ll go there for now, and don’t worry, I think it’ll cover us pretty well. So let’s get going, yeah?" He gestures for you to hold his hand, and you oblige.

His hand held yours securely, the familiar comforting warmth making you feel content. You were pretty tired with everything that happened today, but Childe made it feel much better.

He walked in quick strides once you two arrived at the bench he was referring to. You two sat on the bench, the quiet atmosphere surrounding both of you.

The sky was cloudy, with occasional rays of sunlight filtering through. It was painted a light gray, and the clouds were pouring beads of water down. The wind was slightly chilly; it occasionally brushed past your face, making you shiver slightly. Childe wraps his scarf around your neck, the scent and warmth enveloping you wholly.

"But what about you Childe..?" You ask him worriedly, but he laughs.

"Mere rain can't do anything to me! I’m stronger than I look!" He says puffing his chest in pride.

Your laughter stays prominent throughout the tranquil atmosphere. Childe’s gaze softens; he finds your laugh so endearing. Actually, scratch that, everything about you is so addictive and alluring. If words were to explain his feelings towards you, you probably couldn’t keep count. He adores your gentle laughter, fleeting touches, loving gazes, warm embraces, and—well, he could go on, but don't you think the word count would be much higher than expected?

Raindrops made a soft thudding sound on the trees above you before slipping and falling to the ground with a quiet plink!

Childe sighs as he stares at the kids dancing in the rain from afar, while their mothers were calling out their names in a very concerning manner.

"I’m sorry it didn’t work out how you wanted it to; I really wanted to make sure you would have a good day…" He sighs apologetically, gazing down at his reflection in the puddles formed in the grass.

"No, no! Actually, to be completely honest..." You take a deep breath before continuing.

"Perhaps it's a good thing this happened; it relieved my stress, and maybe this was exactly what I needed, not some drink at a cafe." You laugh quietly. He nods in agreement as the two of your synchronized laughters reverberate throughout, catching the gazes of a few people around you.

Though things didn’t work out as you two had planned, maybe it was for the best. It’s been long since you and Childe had a quiet moment like this. They say it’s the simple things in life, and in this case, you agree. The noises the raindrops made as they fell put you in a state of serenity; it made you feel gratified, leaving you at ease. Slowly, your eyes felt heavy as you drifted further away from reality, and into a deep slumber.

It isn’t until Childe feels something heavy fall on his shoulder that he turns towards you. He looks at you with the prettiest smile adorning his face, it was probably you, and only you, that could make his heart feel such a way.

The warm, fuzzy feelings, the ones that resemble what he feels when he’s at home with his siblings, near the fire, telling tales Or The same feeling he gets when he pulls Teucer, Tonia, and Anthon into a warm embrace. Long story short, it’s a sense of happiness because with you, he didn’t have to hide his feelings; he can be whoever he wants, and he knows you wouldn’t judge. He can be himself.

Though you were still asleep, you took his hand in yours, intertwining your fingers with his. A small smile decorates your face as you sigh in contentment. Childe gazes at you lovingly before pressing a small kiss on your forehead, wishing you a comforting slumber.

It was just you and Childe in the pouring rain. And you wanted nothing more than this.

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A/n: I keep getting carried away while trying to write short fics, I'll keep it in mind next time 😭. Well aware there isnt much going on for the plot but its just fluff so yes <3. If anything needs to be changed or there are errors, let me know!

Thanks for reading till the end, if you enjoyed the fic, rb's and interactions are appreciated! have a good day and take care <3!!

You and the Wanderer were traveling partners. And even friends, you’d say! (Though he denies that wholeheartedly, blatantly ignoring the minuscule fuzzy feeling in his chest.) Though you two acted like you despised each other’s existence, you and he seemed to work in harmony.

And before he knew it, the florets of love began blooming in his chest. "When did he realize he was in love?" you may wonder. But here's the tricky part: He had no idea. Maybe it was gradual? Maybe it was when you complimented his cooking while he was yelling at you to eat faster and then wash the dishes, or when you played a song hoping he'd like it and got that small nod and your ecstatic grin in return. Or maybe it's your happy laughs and lovely words laced with love and affection. You were always kind to everyone around you, including him. As a close friend of the traveler, you were well aware of the stories that came with this mysterious wanderer, even when you first agreed to journey with him. Once he realized this, he was astonished. Whenever he’d think of that, he’d scowl. Why would anyone, in their right mind, ever care for someone so arrogant and rude? And to give them all of your affection? Preposterous.

But Scaramouche is aware of his actions; he is aware that he does not deserve the love you lavish on him nor does he deserve the comfort you provide when he lashes out at you.

Everyone thinks of him as a person who’s just being nice because he’s doing it against his will or because of Nahida. which is true, he’ll admit. But it might be just you that he’s genuinely happy with; he’s never bothered to indulge in idle conversations or listen to anyone talk about their day unless it’s you. He oddly seems to remember every detail and point it out the next time—something you may not recall.

Now, he doesn’t really know how to go about this complicated situation, but he seeks advice from Nahida. She says that he doesn’t have to overthink it, and so long as he gets the point across, you’ll understand, it’s the thought that counts after all. Since your birthday was nearing, Nahida suggested taking you to a simple place and confessing.

And so it was your birthday, and your friends surrounded you, singing songs, giving you gifts, and showering you with affection and praise. You couldn’t wish for more. Amidst the chaos, your eyes scanned the room for a certain indigo-haired man; unfortunately, your efforts were in vain, and you looked back to the ground slightly dejected. Once the celebration had died down, you went outside to get some fresh air, where you saw a familiar face leaning against the wall, seemingly waiting for someone.

"Hey!!" You wave blithely, which attracts the attention of the man. It was none other than your friend, the Wanderer.

"Oh, there you are; I was waiting for you." He answered. You raise an eyebrow curiously.

He doesn’t wait for you to comment and drags you away, mumbling about how he wanted to show you a place.

Once you two reach the destination, your eyes widen to the size of saucers, in front of you was an absolutely breathtaking view.

"I’m aware your friends had a party of sorts prepared for you. So I know this isn’t much compared to that."

You were on top of a building, it seems. You walk towards the railing, as you lean on it, the cold metal makes you shiver slightly. Scaramouche joins you as he leans on the railing, the only distance separating the two of you being the hat atop his head.

The sky was spread out in front of the two of you. The orange gold that stretched far and wide, with tinges of purple hiding behind it, The sun blossomed in bright shades of orange or red. There were clouds as well, masking the mountains behind them; you could feel the warmth radiating from the sun as it gleamed. Your face aglow with rays of sunlight. The sunset looked gentle and prepossessing. as if it had been painted just for the two of you.

"It’s beautiful. Thank you." Your face adorns a lovely smile.

The wanderer swallowed hard before mustering the courage to approach you in slow strides, and you looked at him with suspicion.

"I... have something to say." He starts, his eyes darting back and forth, restless.

"Is something wrong?"

"I..." he pauses, as if an invisible force is choking him and preventing him from speaking.

"I might have caught feelings for you. It's absurd to have feelings for a mere human. But you’re not an ordinary one." He justifies himself.

You were taken aback—all this time he had been in love with you! You couldn’t wrap your head around the idea that he shared the same feelings as you. But that didn’t stop the immense euphoria you felt. It was as though your heart would’ve jumped out of your chest with the way it was beating so loudly and at such a quick pace.

You clasped his hands in yours; they were cold yet so soft and delicate. Intertwining your fingers within his, you stared into his blue eyes; they reminded you of an inky midnight sky.

"I love you too." You say gently, and he swears something in him changed; his mouth felt dry; he had no sarcastic remarks, snarky comments, nothing. His thoughts were running in circles.

Scaramouche does not believe in having someone to love or care for. He’s never held his trust in anyone, and he’s learned to build an iron wall around his emotions, making sure he’d never have to feel betrayed ever again.

until you came along. You made him question his morals; you spun his world upside down before he even acknowledged it.

... but he’s petrified; he endured three betrayals before to have realized the world was an elaborate tapestry of lies.

The first was given to him by a god, his creator, his own mother. The second was his friend, whom he considered family. And the third was a child like him, promising to be by his side as he betrayed Scaramouche, powerless in the face of mortality.

So what's to say you wouldn't be the fourth?

You were staring at him, eyes drinking in all of his features; his hair was dark and soft, falling over the frame of his face perfectly. His skin was delicate and smooth, similar to that of porcelain, and his eyes were glassy and overflowing with unknown emotions. His cheeks were sprinkled with rosy blush, and his lips were soft and plump, in the prettiest shade of pink. The moonlight reflected on his skin, enhancing every feature and making him look downright ethereal. It was as though he had been crafted by the gods themselves. But your admiration was cut short as you heard him speak up,

"You…love me?" His voice was slightly hoarse, and his eyes were sad.

"Yes, of course, why wouldn’t I?"

"But after all that I’ve done, you know who I am, yet you chose to see me as someone you can love?" His voice was starting to falter. And before you knew it, tears welled up and fell through his long eyelashes. They were streaming onto his face uncontrollably as his figure trembled. His fear of betrayal had given way to insecurity.

You cupped his cheek, asking him, "Hey, don’t cry. You know I love you, all of you. It doesn’t matter who you’ve been in the past or who you’ll be in the future. It matters who you are in the present, and you’ve changed. You aren’t defined by your past, so don’t let it change or overwhelm you. And I love you for who you are, not who you were."

He didn’t know what he did to deserve someone as amazing as you.

You brought him closer to you and connected his lips with yours. His lips were soft and loving, making you feel as though you were on cloud nine.

And that’s when he heard a small sound from his chest. His heart was beating for the very first time. He was a marionette with an empty , hollow space for a heart. Yet here he was, hearing his own heartbeat synchronized with yours. He felt ecstatic; it was all he wanted and all he wished for. and there it was!

When you parted your lips, he muttered,

"I..love you."

"Now that wasn’t so hard to say, was it?" You giggled.

"Shut up. Don’t make me regret everything I said, idiot."

"Love you too, Kuni," you say as you pull him into a warm embrace, laughing as he spat out more angry comments. What you failed to notice was the small smile that danced on his lips.

His heart would beat for you. Only you.

And he wouldn’t have it any other way.

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A/n: this was suppose to be short but I got carried away, I apologize 😭. I kinda got stuck in between, so sorry if it isn't rly that good. But yes, if you did enjoy it, rb's and interactions are appreciated!

Anyway, thanks for reading till the end, have a good day and take care <3!!

Of course, it may come as a surprise or bewilderment that a person with such a vexatious personality, as most people (primarily xiao) would describe you, was someone Zhongli cherished. To him, having you as a friend might be quite troublesome at times, but you definitely brought elation to his still life. Of course, not everyone passes the test of time; only the ones who are blessed do (though he isn’t so sure it’s a blessing anymore), but still, he’s learned to live in the moment and cherish each moment with people he reveres. 

(Enough of the angst; let’s get to the fluffy part.) 

It was a surprisingly quiet morning today; the sun shone brightly in the clear azure sky. The sun was warm but not scorching, and white fluffy clouds drifted across it. Birds chirping with their companions could be heard from afar, and the leaves of plants were covered in dew drops. 

It was a lovely and pleasant morning, despite Hutao’s prattling about discounts on coffins. Of course, the calm atmosphere didn’t last for long, as a sudden bang made Zhongli jump out of his seat slightly. It also made Hutao stop chattering, (that’s when you know it was loud). And who was that visitor? None other than you, of course! 

You greet everyone you see with an energetic wave, it was too early for such adrenaline to kick in, but who cares, right? 

"Hutaoo, zhongli!!!" You run towards them merrily. Hutao reciprocates with a cheerful greeting.

"Tao tao, I wanted to ask you something! May I?" 

"Sure! Go ahead." 

You wanted to ask if you and Zhongli could spend the day together, considering it had been quite a while since you two spent quality time together, and you missed him a lot.

"Is it fine if I steal Zhongli just for today? Please?" You ask her, clasping her hands in a pleading way, making it so that you get an affirmative answer to your request. 

"Sure, why not? You two have fun then! OH and don’t forget to take care of the old man, he might trip over some rock" Hutao called out as you grab Zhongli’s arm and ran out of the Parlor. 

"Will do, ma’am!" 

Once you get out of the parlor, you stop in your tracks and say, "So! Where should we go?" 

He looks at you, perplexed, "Weren’t you the one who took me out, saying you wanted to spend time with me?" 

You shrug. "Well,yea. But it doesn’t really matter where we go, does it? After all, I just wanted to spend time with you. So why don’t you choose?" 

"Oh. If that’s the case, then I have the perfect place we could go, but before that, I’d like to get some tea. I have an excellent brew I’d like to share with you." 

"Oh okay! Lead the way then." 

And so you and Zhongli set off on your journey, after stopping by to get his tea, you two made your way to Huaguang Stone Forest. You didn’t have the slightest clue where he was taking you, but since it was his idea, you went along with it. 

Your legs were numb from walking for so long, and you felt like fatigue was talking over your body. 

"Zhonglii, are we there yet?" You called out, your weary eyes threatening to shut, but Zhongli was anything but tired; the man was walking calmly, hands behind his back, as he only nodded to your exasperated calls. 

And after what seemed like eternity, he finally stopped. You thanked the archons as you sat on one of the rocks. You didn’t care how harsh the seat it was; to you, the rocks now felt like a luxurious and soft cushion. You caught your breath and looked up, and your mouth was left agape. Maybe the effort was worth it after all; the scenery was absolutely breathtaking. 

The evening sun had cast long shadows on the ground, and the slanting rays of the setting sun gave a warm orange glow to the sky. The sky was painted in orange, red, and yellow hues, and the sun was dozing off, shielded behind the grassy mountains and fog. You sit on one of the edges, staring off into the sky. The golden rays filtered through your eyelashes as you sighed happily.

"Care for some tea?" Zhongli hands you a delicate cup with intricate designs on it; the aroma of the tea soothed you in a way that was indescribable. And the taste was just as pleasant as the smell.

"Not a surprise, I suppose," you thought to yourself. 

"You know, this isn’t as bad as I thought it was; I could get used to this." You say with a smile on your face, gazing at the sky and mountains, the warmth of the tea in your arms makes the serene and tranquil atmosphere even better. 

"Zhongli, you wanna play "I Spy"?" 

"Hm? Is that some sort of game?" 

You face palm internally, "It is, yes. It’s basically like this: I ask you to guess the object I’m seeing within my sight by telling you clues about the objects." 

Zhongli thinks for a moment, then says, "Alright, I think I got it; why don’t you go first?" 

"Why, thank you." You scan your surroundings before placing your vision on a bird circling around one of the mountains in the distance. 

"Since it’s your first game, I’ll go a little easy on you. I spy with my little eyes… a creature that has a shade of brown." Though you said you’d go easy on him, you gave a pretty vague clue. Proud of how well you did, you gave yourself a mental fist bump, smiling sneakily. But before you could congratulate yourself, he calls out.

"Could it perhaps be the Umbertail Falcon you’re talking about?" 

You were astonished—not only did he correctly guess, but he also named the species of the bird!?

"Geez! You have quite the eyesight for someone your age, old man." You huff bitterly, folding your arms, as Zhongli lets out a chuckle. 

And time flew by in an instant as you and Zhongli talked about life and played games. You even listened to some of his stories; you never knew he knew so much about Liyue. Of course, some were quite tedious to listen to. But it was an amusing experience nonetheless. 

And so you and Zhongli made your way back to Liyue Harbor; the night sky was aglow with bright luminescent city lights; you looked up at the blanket of stars that stretched to infinity; and you heard the occasional giggling and excitement of faraway children running back and forth. 

You stopped by at Wanmin restaurant to have a meal, and before you could grab your wallet from the pocket of your clothes, Zhongli stopped you.

"It’s alright, I’ll be paying today." 

Your eyes were as big as saucers; if your jaw wasn’t intact, it would probably fall off as well. "YOU?! PAY?!" 

"Yes..? I don’t see why you are so astonished by that." He looks at you, perplexed.

Well, since he’s paying, why not take advantage of it, right?

Zhongli calls Chef Mao, asking him what he’d recommend, and the renowned chef replies by recommending innumerable names of dishes. 

When you choose a dish, Chef Mao looks at you slightly concerned, "It’s a good choice, but it is a tad bit spicy." 

Zhongli suggests, "Well, if that’s the case, may I sugg-" 

You cut him off, "Pshh, you think I can’t handle a little spice? You’re clearly mistaken, sir; I’m no weakling that can’t handle mere pepper!" You huff your chest, gesturing to the chef to put it in the order as well, and he does so hesitantly. 

"It can’t be that bad, right?" You reflected to yourself.

Oh, it’s very bad. 

You gulp, sweat trickling down your forehead, you stare at the fiery carmine coloured soup in front of you, and you swore the scent it gave off burned your nostrils. You could feel a cough bubbling up your chest from the intense fragrance. You take a deep breath and swallow a spoon whole; after all, you don't want to embarrass yourself in front of Zhongli.

And boy, did you regret it. Your face turned beet red as you stood up at lightning speed, coughing aggressively. Zhongli, seeing your frantic state, hands you a cup of water, which you chug down quickly, patting your back soothingly. After a good 10 minutes of panicking, you sit down, sighing. 

"Maybe I should’ve just ordered something else." 

Zhongli laughs, which causes you to get even more annoyed. You failed to notice he’s been drinking the same soup all this time; he has quite the spice tolerance. 

But other than that, once you ordered something to your liking, you and Zhongli feasted on a hearty meal, and you left the restaurant with a happy heart and stomach.

And so, as the eventful day came to an end, you and Zhongli walked out of the restaurant, the cool, chilly breeze bringing a welcoming close to your day. 

"Thank you, Zhongli! I must admit this was really fun; we should do this again sometime." You chirp happily. 

"I agree as well. Well then, we must bid our goodbyes, and I hope to see you again sometime soon." 

"Yup! See you then, old man, don't trip over a rock," you warn between snickers as you enthusiastically wave before entering your home.

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A/N: Lmaoo why is this so long bye 😭✋, I got too carried away writing about the scenery I’m so sorry. I still hope it was nice reading it tho, and lmk if you’d like me to change up something or correct any errors.

But of course, there are two sides to every coin. Or in this case, every person. Nobody knew the suffering your aching heart held, masking it from the sights of anyone but yourself. Even from the eyes or ears of your beloved partner whom you’d give the world for. Everyone has reasons for the things they do, and what was yours for hiding such crippling affliction from the one you adore? The very fact that he’d leave if he knew about this. You kept this away from him, fearing that when he knew about the torment and misery you went through, he’d just leave you, making you more vulnerable than you already were.

But you couldn’t help your sorrowful eyes as you watched happy families walk by, father’s clutching their children’s hands, or brothers playing with their siblings. You’d watch in desolation, a sense of longing at the deepest part of your heart. Even if Zhongli would ask “What’s wrong, dear?” You’d shake your head with a small smile on your face, unbothered. And no matter how much it wounded you, you’d dare not tell him a word. But you were oblivious to have thought he never paid attention to details, especially when it came to you. 

And that one day was when your façade fell. 

In the night where the beautiful silvery moon was dotted in the quiet dark blue sky, the stars played with each other, keeping the lone crescent company. The luminescent white moonlight sprinkled across your room, giving you the sole source of light as you stared at the picture of your brother and father, hugging each other happily. As tears of anguish and pain fell. Oh how you hoped to be in that photo smiling with them. Instead, all the memories you had of them or in their presence only caused you suffering. You failed to notice someone enter the room and walk towards you, quietly listening to your hushed sniffles.

“Dear?” He called out, in a calming and placate manner. 

You immediately wipe your tears in a frantic manner, but before you can, he gently grasps your arm, and takes a seat beside you. 

“Tell me what’s wrong.” He asks you as he looks at you affectionately. 

You wanted to say “it’s nothing”, just like all the times you did before. But for some reason, something stopped you, you couldn’t bring yourself to lie again. And it stung so much, to the point it got too heavy to bear on your own. 

Tears welled from deep inside your heart as your grief poured out in a flood of uncontrollable tears, coursing down your cheeks. You cling onto his fabric as you explained your past, filled with fear and pain. 

“..Why did you not tell me about this?” 

You fell silent, if you tell him the real reason, what would he think? You felt a sense of impending doom as anxiety bubbled in your chest. 

“…because”

“Because I was afraid you’d leave me..” Your voice lowers almost to that of a whisper, as you said that , you tightly clutched his arm, as if fearing he’d disappear. 

Zhongli looks at you, his affectionate eyes now holding a sense of regret and sadness. He cups you cheeks as he tells you in a hushed manner. 

“None of this is your fault, and you are not to blame. I cannot grasp the fact that you thought I’d leave you. Contrary, I feel regret and remorse for not being able to know about this sooner, perhaps I could’ve given you the comfort you needed.” 

You shake your head frantically , “No no. It’s my fault for not telling you, in fact you being with me was more than enough to provide me contentment and comfort.” A small smile appears on your face. Though the atmosphere felt melancholic you felt a sense alleviation. You were happy to have found solace and relief in him, and you couldn’t have wished for more. 

You stare into his crystalline aureate eyes as more tears start trickling down, though this time, they were from happiness. You embrace him lovingly, feeling his warmth. There are times when you felt like a butterfly who yearned for its cocoon, and to be safe within its walls, protected. And that’s what this felt like. And you hoped time would slow down just this once, so you could cherish this moment for as long as eternity. 

His hand stroked your back soothingly as your tears flowed more freely, right here in his arms, you felt safe. Safe to cry and not be rejected, safe to cry and let your pain out. You felt loved. At that very moment, his mere presence was the most precious treasure you were blessed with. 

“I’m sorry.” 

“For?”

“For not trusting you enough to know that even if I shared my past with you, you’d still, stay with me.” 

“It’s alright, dear. I may not be able to fix whatever has happened. But I can still comfort you and be there every step of the way, and I promise to do so.” He stares into your darting, worrisome eyes. And for once, you finally felt relieved, the heavy heart that once held so many burdens, now felt at ease. 

Your heart that was as delicate as a crystalfly’s wings now slowly felt like it was mending. For even in the darkest of nights there will always be a brilliant candle lighting your way. And his incandescent love for you might just be the candle you yearned for all your life.

“I love you, Li.”

“I love you too, (y/n). More than you could imagine.”

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A/N: Hey, hope whoever read this enjoyed it! And no matter what situation you’re in, everything will always be all right, it may not seem like it, but it will definitely be! And don’t be afraid to talk to a loved one or a friend if you ever need to. Take care of yourself and stay hydrated, love you all <3 !

Also apologies if there’s anything wrong with the text/format or grammar. I’m on holidays right now, and I forgot to get my laptop, so I’m writing on my phone haha.