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Third, SNOWFLAKE?? NIGHTINGALE??? LILY???? WINDBLUME????? I'd melt. Especially with how much I love Albedo and Diluc, I'd melt. Fourth, I followed your links to your instagram and god the photos??? You're an insanely talented photographer!!! Like I would spam like and rant about each of the photos because oh my god each one is so pretty???

OH MY GOSH YOURE SO SWEET AHHHH

Thank you oml seriously I’ve been trying to write more but burn out has taken it’s toll on me haha.

I adore trying to give the reader nicknames according to the character because they just make me so happy SO I’M GLAD THEY DON’T SEEM CRINGEY YAY

[KINICH X OBLIVIOUS READER]

In which you misunderstand his need to pay you back. ♡

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Again, Kinich left to the peaks of Coatepec Mountain for the 10th time this week. It’s like he took on 10 times his usual rate of commission with how much he has been away recently. At first, you thought that maybe he lowered his prices and now people were flooding him with tasks and errands he could do fast and efficiently- but after speaking with the tribe members of the Scions of the Canopy, you learned this was not the truth at all. In fact, Kinich was quite free of commissions as of late- with the arrival of new friendly faces from afar and their low rates for their own charges. So why was he leaving so terribly often? It was like every time you went to see him, he would leave in a matter of hours. This left you two options.

Option 1: He was tending to a personal matter. Though unlikely, he could be out gathering supplies for a personal project or event for himself. He definitely wasn’t the type, though- especially with how much Ajaw had been complaining as of late. So that left you with option 2: He was avoiding you.

It was strange, you thought, that he left after you would go visit him. Ever since you hired him for a simple commission of gathering Quenepa berries- you felt like you two had become good friends over the weeks. However his disappearances were more and more frequent.

The first time you noticed it after you had come to visit him after a commission that had him away for 2 days. He had come back with scrapes and scratches so you helped him bandage his wounds to make sure they weren’t infected, as you didn’t mind helping him. But then he left a few hours later and returned late at night with Quenepa berries for you. You assumed it was to excuse what he had really been doing, whatever the case.

So it became a strange routine. He would take a commission, you would visit him after and bandage his wounds- gently wrapping his tanned skin in soft cloth and ailment to keep from infection and then he would leave once again before bringing you foraged materials like flowers or berries or even brilliant chrysanthemum. It was an odd behavior to you and to fellow Scion tribe members. Some suggested that he was avoiding you, while some just said to leave it be since Kinich was quite respected in his tribe and no one wanted to get in his bad graces by spreading such rumors, especially to someone he might consider a friend.

So all that was left was you to your thoughts. It didn’t help that you still had this stuck on your mind while you were bandaging Kinich’s torso from his most recent commission where he had run to an antagonized Saurian and gotten quite the scratch on his stomach from it. Although the moment felt very intimate, you were too distracted to notice Kinich’s heart racing under your touch.

“AURGH!! Why must we go out AGAIN, Kinich?! The Great K’uhul Ajaw has MUCH better things to be doing than lugging around with our lowly servant all the time!”

Kinich was still a little dazed from you bandaging his stomach wound just 2 hours before, but was conscious enough to tune out Ajaw per usual- including the sharp yelp he made when Kinich grabbed his tail mid-air to scout the area for materials.

“What should I repay them with this time…?”

Perhaps in his mind, paying his dues to you would encourage you to take care of him more often… at least, it seemed to be working so far.

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You’re staying in bed due to a painful stomachache and your lover decides to come take care of you in the meantime. <3

It was just another boring day for you, minus the aching in your stomach and the nagging thoughts in your mind but having no motivation to do anything else at the time. Instead, you decided to rest and hope to feel better tomorrow, snuggling into your pillows and blankets and sighing while scrolling through messages on your phone in silence.

However, this silence was short lived as you felt a swift breeze, softly blowing in your hair before it stopped at suddenly as it started. Your eyes fluttered open, sitting up with a slight shiver as you glanced at the door.

“Hey, Windblume~” a familiar voice rang through your ears as bright turquoise eyes met yours. That sneaky bard.

“V…Venti.?! How did you get in here?” You ask, though your tone sounded a little more accusatory than you meant it. Truth was, your mood was instantly lifted when you saw him, as per usual. He laughed, raising his hand to nervously scratch behind his neck.

“Ahah.. wellll… I may have slipped through a window. You haven’t been responding to my messages so I figured maybe something was wrong?” He walked closer, gentle footsteps as he sat next to you on the bed with his legs over the side and feet on the floor of your bedroom. His braids silently shifted over his shoulders as his eyes were solely focused on you. “I was worried, I’ll admit.”

You sat up a little more, opening your phone to find over 10 messages from him, asking how your day had been, that he missed you, if you were okay, etc. You accidentally turned off notifications and didn’t get any of them.

“Ah! I’m sorry, Venti. I didn’t get any alerts or anything… I didn’t mean to make you worry-“ you were interrupted by a little kiss on your forehead.

“It’s okay, Windblume. Ehe.. that just gave me the excuse to come to you in person~!” He tucked a strand of loose hair back behind your ear with a sweet smile. “Now, what’s wrong? Not feeling well?”

You nodded, explaining your stomachache and lack of motivation to do anything that day. It was one of those days where it was too exhausting to even think, let alone doing anything productive for yourself.

“Have you been drinking enough water today?” He asked you with a smile, pulling out his water bottle for you to use. He already knew the answer, he was just waiting for you to admit it. And you did, reluctantly taking the water he offered. The both of you were very stubborn, but he was more adamant about your wellbeing that you were so it was always a losing game. Still, you wanting to wipe that smug smirk off his face as you swallowed a bit of water every so often.

“So…~ did you miss me~?” He giggled like a schoolgirl when you blushed.

“Of course I did, Venti. Always do.” He grabbed your hand and lifted it up, kissing the back of your palm.

“Good, otherwise I might have to annoy you to death.” He chuckled. “Do you need anything to help the pain? Medicine, food?” You smiled this time, scooting over to make room.

“Maybe a bit of warmth?” He looked happy at that, wasting no time to cuddle up beside you and let you rest on him. He hear him sigh and hook his arm around your back to bring you closer, or to make sure you didn’t pull away- one of the two.

After a while, he makes you put your phone down and turns it off, setting it aside and watching as you got tired while in the comfort of his arms. He kisses your forehead one more time, smiling.

“Sleep well, Windblume.” You closed your eyes.

-Written by Booh. ^^

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Waking up beside your dark haired husband turns out to be quite the soft moment for you two.

The stinging morning glare soaks through your closed eyelids, rousing you from a peaceful sleep. You groan at the daring realization of forgetting to close the blinds to avoid this start to the morning, but your thoughts are silenced when a gentle hold around you tightens briefly, as if to remind you of his existence.

After adjusting to the blinding light pouring into the room, your eyes land on your sleeping husband beside you, chest rising and falling with every other tick of the clock in the hallway. The sun looks befitting on him, skin scarred yet still so soft under your touch. Your gentle grazes on his cheek wake him however, and icy blue eyes meet yours.

“Mmng..” he groaned softly, reaching a rough hand to cover his face from the sun. You chuckle a bit. “…What time is it?”

He reached for your phone on the bedside table, glancing at the time before settling back into his imprinted place on the mattress. He smiled seeing you, though.

“Good morning sleeping beauty,” you say with a snort. His hair was undoubtedly tangled and twisted in itself, though you could say the same for yourself.

“Morning..” he sighed, running and hand through his hair at your mention of it. The top two buttons on his dark grey top were open, practically screaming for you to glance down, which you did with a smile and slightly tinted cheeks. The marks down his neck always had you swooning, even while not bandaged in black fabric. Wriothesley of course, always caught you staring.

“Damn, not even a kiss first?” He laughed. You grant his wish by leaning in and kissing his cheek, though he pulls you right back in to press his lips against yours for a few seconds before pulling away. The sheets made that familiar shifting sound at every move you two made, and still fell on deaf ears per usual.

“How about some coffee and pancakes?” You say with a smile. He nods happily. Despite not being the biggest morning person, you tore yourself out of bed just to spend a little more time with your husband before you both had to depart for work. Often times, the morning antics you two got up to were the highlight of your day- such as the time you accidentally put too much salt on the eggs and left both of you sputtering for water or when Wriothesley tripped over himself while frantically pulling up his work pants because he slept in too long and was then running late for work and you couldn’t stop laughing at him the entire day after that.

Perhaps the only thing you disliked about the morning now was the burning sunlight throughout your shared apartment… and getting out of those heavenly sheets, of course.

While Wriothesley stood in the bathroom brushing his teeth and wrapping up his scars to put on his suit, you couldn’t help but peek in like a child eyeing the cookie jar after they just had their treat for the day. The office he worked in seemed off put when his skin was bare so he started to cover them for the sake of a smooth business environment. You swore you were ready to tear each employee a new one when he started doing this but he assures you every time that he’s not insecure about it and just wants to keep the peace.

You left him alone to get ready in peace while you went to prepare pancake batter so he could at least get some food in his stomach to start the day. While you almost screwed up the batter to water ratio, you cooked a decent plate of 8 pancakes and started brewing his coffee the way he liked- a dash of milk and the slightest bit of vanilla. He preferred to start his day with coffee and drink tea throughout the day to avoid an unhealthy amount of caffeine, which he also bothered you about on occasion.

You nearly had a heart attack when you felt his hands around your waist, a little lost in thought in that moment to realize he had finished getting ready. He laughed softly, feeling your jolt of surprise.

“Relax, relax. Just me,” he noted, resting his chin on your shoulder- be it by bending his back into a uncomfortable position to reach down far enough. “Smells good.”

You turned, hooking your arms over his shoulders and kissing him one more time.

“Your coffee’s almost done. Pancakes are on the counter, too,” you say. He hums softly before moving to the island counter where you put breakfast.

“Thanks, hon. Really,” he says, grabbing a mouthful. “I’ll be sure to treat you to dinner tonight.”

You smile subconsciously, already looking forward to it.

-Written by Booh. ^^

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