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"did you mean it?" you murmur, twirling a strand of brick orange with your index finger, "when you said that you'd travel the world with me if you could find a way out?"

the midday breeze is pleasant and cool, carrying an earthly, slightly floral wift across the open area. a coat already warmed from its owner lays nicely atop the grass, cushioning your torso from beneath, soft and comforting.

his eyebrows furrow in thought, causing ripples to form along the unblemished skin between his eyes, "how'd you know i said that?"

"teucer." you huff in amusement, finding humour in the way childe throws his head back and groans, complaining about his snitch of a younger brother as his cheeks dust with a rosy hue, powdered youthfully against his paleness.

he looks effortlessly beautiful like this, hair slightly tousled by the wind and skin highlighted by rays of afternoon sun. here he's not bound by duty or mission, only a young man in the face of someone he cares about.

whatever's going on between you two, neither really established nor dug deep into, but the mutual pull, this singularity that constantly draws you together, you can never truly stay away from each other for too long.

this side of him, softer, gentler, no one other than his family has seen. it shows itself to you in quiet intimate moments like this, and once again you tether between borders of more than just sparring partners.

childe brushes his knuckles against the open palm of your free hand, azure eyes trailing over each line and callous. he did mention that someone taught him how to read palms once, a kind elderly lady in liyue, but he doesn't remember the fine details. you suspect he uses it as an excuse to touch and hold your hands.

"i do mean it." he admits quietly, voice barely above a sound, yet no less sincere.

"one day when everything's over, maybe you can show me all the places you've been, and we'll find new places to call our own, together."

as his words permeate the space between you, the air shifts, transforming into something heavier but not suffocating, like a promise. you search his eyes, you're not sure what for, he's always ever been honest with you outside the concerns of work and even then he's gotten a lot better over time, and all you see is unbridled truth swirling in oceanic blue.

"what do you say?"

it comes out fragile, hestitant, almost like he's afraid you'll say no, even though everything that has transpired between you since the day you've met has only ever lead you to the same answer. yes, a thousand times over.

so you smile, nod and lace your fingers together, intertwined in your form of a pseudo promise, his hands warm against yours. and just like swearing a silent oath, you whisper into the wind, "until then, we'll just do what we've always been."

"together."

"everything hurts, how do you do this multiple times a week?" you whine, flopping down on the couch and even then, getting into a comfortable position tugs at your aching muscles, eyes squinting in a wince.

"i've been doing it for ages, more or less used to the burn. kind of grows on you." iwaizumi huffs in amusement, lips slightly upturned in a barely-there smile as he situates himself next to you, lifting your calves to rest on his lap as his hands begin gently kneading at your tense spots. "besides, i don't think you're stretching enough."

his touch is precise, fingers pressing into the knots and releasing tension without causing too much pain, though the soreness still pulls a hiss or two from you.

"sorry." he mumbles, apologetic but also not really. it's always worse before it gets better, you're just now getting to know and sit with this feeling, and you hum in a halfhearted attempt of a response.

as a few quiet minutes pass, the hurting slowly eases into an oddly... nice sensation, a mix of pain and satisfaction that you're not sure counts as a masochistic tendency or not. iwaizumi catches the way your huffs have since changed in nature, no longer strained and instead a little more like relieved sighs, and can't help but chuckle.

"you're starting to get it now, aren't you?" he teases as his movements slow, words laced with mirth and knowing.

you mumble into a throw pillow, muffled and soft, almost sunken into the cushions beneath you and sounding almost defeated in admittance. "i guess you were onto something."

he smiles then, half with pride and the other half endearment at your reluctant submission. "when have i ever been wrong hmm?"

"yeah, yeah, yeah."

"keep up with that attitude and i'll put more strength into it."

"haji, don't you dare."

"don't test me, dove."

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diluc hears you before he sees you.

even with footsteps light and careful in a deliberate attempt to be quiet, your presence draws his attention, mind sharply turned to everything pertaining to you. he recognises the pattern of your steps, a by-product of his arduous training and countless stealth operations, but more than anything, he just knows you.

sneaking around is the least of your intentions and he knows this very well. your gentle footwork is usually an unspoken gesture of not wanting to cause distractions, take him away from his duties and responsibility, despite his constant insistence that it's fine and adelinde's not-so-subtle jabs that the young master needs a break from time to time before he runs himself into the ground anyway. regardless, your presence is always a welcome addition to his otherwise silent office and by extension, home, and there's nothing else besides you that can give him quite the respite.

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