#4nemo au

—Kazuha “Prioritizing wandering/adventuring over you, he just realized what he did wrong way too late.” Kazuha can never get tired of feeling the strong ocean winds caress his face or the refreshing scent of the sea filling his nostrils. Kazuha never stays at the same place for far too long, he can never stand still—he always yearns to travel the world, engraved every little detail into his memory. Alas, he failed to notice the longing look on your face whenever he leaves the door of your shared house, the way your hands would tug into his sleeves, whenever he bids you goodbye—afraid of letting him go. He didn't notice the loneliness in his lover's face—as he was too eager to leave the house and go back to the Crux.

Before, when he just first joined the Crux, he never fails to send you letters—letters after letters you received, constantly reassuring you about his whereabouts, but now, he rarely remembers—and if he did, he only writes out of guilt. At first you tried to understand, be forgiving—you know how he is, he is a curious young man, who are you to stop him?

But the days of him being far away from you, it started to eat you from the inside—you miss him dearly, whenever he visits he only stays for a day or two if you're lucky. You're tired from it, the constant loneliness, the coldness of your bed whenever he's gone the next morning—only a lingering warmth of where he once slept.

It doesn't even feel like you're together, it felt like you were just a pit stop to him. Suddenly, you stopped caring—Kazuha noticed this when he visited, your voice sounds so far away despite you being infront of him, the way you no longer lean towards his touches or the way you would turn your back on him whenever you two slept. But Kazuha paid no mind, as much as he would love to comfort you, the Crux would be leaving soon—and so did he, he slowly removed himself from your shared bed, careful not to wake you up—then gently placed a small kiss on your forehead and then left, making sure to lock the doors before he did.

Once you heard the silence of the house once again, the coldness in the air—you broke down.

After weeks of being gone, Kazuha is now back to your shared house to see it empty—you're belongings never too be found. Kazuha's heart began to race in panic, he frantically look around the house, looking for your scent—maybe you're just playing a cruel joke on him, but he couldn't find any—you're long gone. Tears threaten to fall from his eyes, his irises noticing a folded paper underneath the flower vase in their living room table—he immediately scrambled to get up, hands shaking as he unfolded the paper—his eyes scanning every letter, every sentences, looking for answers, looking for clues.

His eyes widening as his deep red eyes landed on your signature, he broke down. How can he be so stupid? How didn't he noticed your loneliness? The way you longed for him? The way you held into him before he left?

He lost you.

—Xiao “Sacrifice.” Xiao didn't understand you, what your intentions are—basically anything human, he kept regarding himself as a weapon to the point that he forgot that it's okay to feel human, to feel weak sometimes. Xiao didn't understand why, why you offer so many things to him? Like a devoted follower to their god—but he's no god, he is far from being a god.

After all, he is a weapon of war.

He doesn't understand your kindness and where it came from, the way you would religiously visit Wangshu Inn just to give him almond tofu, the way you would run to the inn whenever you hear he got injured or the way your touch seemed to ease up a bit his karmic debt.

This is bad, xiao thought.

He can't risk you getting hurt from his karma, but Archons, you are just so warm.

He could just bask in you for hours, your warmth reminded him of the time where he would sit on one of the the stones in Qingyun Peak, feeling the sun kissing his skin.

You are so warm that Xiao almost felt safe.

But no, he's the one who's supposed to keep you safe, not the other way around.

And he can't do that if you're clinging to him, affecting yourself with his karma.

So, he harshly told you to stay away from him. Words keep leaving his mouth, each word harsher than the last.

"You're mere presence is unneeded, leave and never return. Only call if it's necessary."

Xiao could feel his chest tighten as he watched tears falling down your cheeks as you rushed out of the inn.

He did it. He kept you safe.

But at what cost?

—Heizou “Loves his work more than he loves you.” "Love???" You softly call out, head peaking through the small gap of the open door, you see Heizou's figure standing proud as he places his hand underneath his chin, seemingly in a deep thinking, infront of him was a board—pictures, papers, evidences pinned to it, a bright red string connecting each evidence. He couldn't even hear you, mind drifted away to the clouds.

"Love...?" You call out again, this time his figure slightly jumped before eventually turns around in a fast pace, he let out a sigh of relief to see it was just you. "Sweetheart??? Why are you awake at this hour?" He asked as he looked at the wall clock—the hour that no sane human would be awake at that time, he shrugs before turning around to look at the board once more.

You frowned before scoffing lightly, "You should speak to yourself..." You softly mutter, Heizou sighs, "Sorry sweetheart, I've been busy." He says, not sparing you a glance.

Your eyebrows furrowed, annoyance from the lack of both sleep and affection starting to affect you. "You always say that love, When is your work gonna end and join me to sleep for once, I'm worried of your lack of proper sleep." You say, voice filled annoyance.

Heizou groans, "Archon's damnit [Y/n]! I can't just sleep off a case!" He groans out, voice slightly rising, you flinched slightly but he didn't notice—too tired and too busy to care about you to notice.

"I can't just sleep a case off because I'm tired! I can't live in peace if I find out an innocent person died because I've been slacking off."

You were too shock to say anything, his outburst surprised you. "Still, I'm worried for you okay?! I don't remember when was the last time you've properly slept! Can't your lover be even remotely worry about you?!" You ask, eyes beginning to sting, you shook your head to clear your thoughts—to shake the tiredness away, 'he is just tired.' 'he didn't mean to raise his voice at me.' you repeatedly say in your mind.

"Jeez, easy for you to say! I'm jealous of people..." He pauses as he did the jazz hands, "I don't know?! Slack off?! Wow I'm so jealous!" He pauses, eyes widening as he finally realized what the words he had just said, he quickly turns around to face you.

Only to see tears streaming down your delicate skin, eyes red, body shaking and small hiccups escaping your lips.

Guilt finally sets in.

He covers his mind, eyes widening..

"[Y/n]...." He stutters out as he slowly approached your quivering figure.

You slowly back away, he flinches from the action, your eyes not meeting his.

"I'm sorry Heizou... I'm sorry for disturbing you..." You softly say, voice shaking. His eyes widening from the lack of endearment.

"[y/n]... Please... I didn't mean to say those things..." He chokes out, eyes beginning to sting, he can feel the tears coming but he doesn't care.

What he cares is the large gap that seemingly starting to form between the two of them.

They looked so near but somehow also far away.

"Sorry for disturbing you, I think it's time for us to take a break from each other... Considering, it looks like you don't need me." You softly say, eyes dull and distant.

Heizou's eyes widen, alarm bells ringing in his brain, 'nonononono!!! You're wrong! I need you!' 'please don't leave me!' his mind screams.

He wanted to say something, but words seemingly doesn't want to come out of his lips.

'Say something damnit!' his mind screamed at him.

You looked at him with disappointment, your heart aching so bad, it felt like someone just grabbed your heart and teared it away from you.

"I'll see you later, Mr. Heizou." You softly say as you turn your back on him.

"Wa-wait!" He chokes out, you heard him but you didn't stop back to look at him.

Why should you? The times you've called out to him for the past days or nights, to join you for bed, he merely shrugged you off? The lunches you always prepared for him always go cold, uneaten due to how busy he is.

Maybe, the two of you weren't meant to be.

Maybe, he doesn't love you as he claimed to say.

Heizou watches your form slowly leave away from his sight, he wanted to run to you, he wanted to grovel and ask for your forgiveness.

He decided not to, because deep down, he knew he killed an innocent person—you.

He's a heartless killer who took advantage of someone so nice, innocent, beautiful...

He thought you'll always be by his side.

Forgetting that he should be by yours too.

He realizes that you got tired running after him.

His figure slowly slumped down into the cold cement floor of his office.

Then small hiccups can be heard, before full blown sobs can be heard. Tears staining the cold cement that seemingly eases the warmth of his skin—his anger for himself to neglect you.

He doesn't deserve you, that's a case that he doesn't need to solve.

Nobody knew that the great detective Shikanoin Heizou cried that night.

—Venti “Lost sight of who he truly loves.” As usual, you didn't see Venti in your shared bed when you woke up. It's been so long since you've actually seen the man, despite being lovers for how many years, constantly try to be by his side with all your love and support—only to never been to yours.

It's been like this for how many weeks now, he used to wait for you to wake up and then immediately peppering your face down down to your neck with kisses.

But now, the apartment you shared felt empty, never seeing him in the morning and never seeing him at night because of how late he comes home—sometimes he never does.

You felt your heart ache before shaking your head, "He still loves me, I'm sure of it" you thought to yourself.

But why does it felt like your heart is in doubt?

You sigh before eventually preparing for the day.

You don't do adventuring often, but as someone who has been alive for so long, you tend to become bored of everyday life.

So sometimes you do commissions for the Adventures Guild. Usually Venti would join you but unfortunately you never saw the man for a few days now. You tried to look for him but it seems like he's hiding from you.

'Did you do something wrong?' you thought, as your heart ached.

Surprisingly, your commission for today is at Dragonspine—which is to leave emergency foods for travelers who got lost in the snow.

You placed the last ham in the one of the emergency food storage in the area and was about to leave.

"[y/n]?" A familiar gentle voice calls out and you turned around only to find Mondstadt's very own genius alchemist.

You gave him a grin, "Mr. Albedo! Good morning~" you greeted and Albedo gave a small nod, "Good morning, doing commissions perhaps?" He inquires, you nodded, "Yup!"

His eyes looked around him before his brows furrowed in confusions, "I'm surprised that Venti isn't by your side."

You gave a nervous laugh, "Hahaha he's been busy..."

Albedo sigh, debating whether to tell you or not about the rumors he had heard.

Albedo heard a few rumors about Mondstadt's well known bard to be all over the traveler lately, and he also saw the said bard at Angel's Share right beside the honorary knight, he swore he heard the bard tell her poems that are far too romantic to be shared to someone who was just a friend, but he does recall the traveler looking very uncomfortable with the poems and pickup lines.

Although he is not close with the bard, he is close with the bard's significant other, considering they helped him with experiments and errands.

Albedo sighed, Your attention was caught.

"[y/n]." Albedo calls out, "Hmm?" You hummed.

"I'm not trying to ruin your relationship or something, but I'm just gonna tell you rumors I've been hearing lately..." Albedo hesitantly says and you quirk your eyebrow, "Rumors....?" You softly ask.

"I've been hearing that Venti has been all over the traveler lately. But I'm not sure, all I'm saying is that, be careful with who you give your heart to." Albedo says, his words take you aback.

Your horrible thoughts began to resurface, but you shook your heads before giving the alchemist a smile, "I see..." Your voice sounded so broken.

Albedo for the first time, actually felt bad, which made him shock, someone who he assumed that cannot experience emotions—felt empathy for someone. A part of him wanted to run to your side, and hold you softly. He knows he had some sort of feelings for you, you tend to always make his day memorable of sort.

He shook away his thoughts, your heart belongs to another—to someone who doesn't know how to handle it.

You on the other hand, you knew this would happen. Venti is carefree, he yearns freedom. You knew he would get bored eventually. You were in denial, but now everything makes sense.

"Thanks for telling me Albedo, you must have other errands to attend to, I'll be on my way." You softly say and the alchemist just nodded, "Farewell [Y/n], I'll see you when I see you."

"Likewise."

The sun has now set, and not once did you see Venti. You sighed, anger and disappointment filling your broken heart.

You sighed, "Maybe, I'll go to Angel's Share for a drink and hopefully find hi—" you trailed off, you inhaled.

"I'll just check Angel's Share and if I do see him right there and the rumors comes true then at least I was right." You huff, annoyance in your voice.

Angel's Share has been very uneventful surprisingly, only a few people have been drinking.

Venti who is only slightly drunk—not to the point of 'i think I'll about to do something that can put me in jail kind of drunk.

The traveler could just roll their eyes after hearing venti's 1532 pickup lines of the night.

Both of them are semi-drunk.

"That's like the 300 pickup line you've said today, Venti" Lumine laughed.

Both of them seemingly unaware of your presence, body trembling, eyes stinging.

You let in a deep breath before turning your back, walking out and eventually closing the door.

Diluc who was cleaning one of the glasses, saw your trembling figure. Before he could call out to you, you left.

'I hate this, I don't deserve this. He wants freedom? I'll give him freedom.' you seethe in your mind as you no longer cared as the people of Mondstadt see you disappear and only leaving wisps of Anemo in your wake.

That would be the last time the City of Wind saw you.

"I thought you have a lover Venti?" Lumine huff, Venti's antics now starting to annoy her, she thought it would be okay to entertain the idiotic god would lead to him leaving her alone but that backfired.

"I just need to take a break from them, we've been together for centuries." He huffed and Lumine rolled her eyes.

"In my opinion, I think they need a break from you."

Venti looked at her with confusion as the female stood up and left a pouch of mora in their table.

"Well I'm off, I still have commissions and bills to pay unlike a certain someone." Lumine says as she slowly walked away, she paused and look at the drunk bard from her shoulders.

"Apologize to them before it's too late Venti. Anyways I'm off." She said as she left, giving Diluc a small nod and the man doing the same.

Venti woke up with a harsh headache, he doesn't remember when he got home, but he still remembers the words Lumine left to him the day before.

His eyes wandered to the spot right next to him, expecting you to be there as usual—only to find the spot empty.

For the first time in weeks, a sense of dread and guilt filled his heart.

"(y/n)?" He called out, the apartment felt colder than usual.

Venti can feel his heartbeat drumming against his chest.

"Darling? My windblume where are you!?" He calls out again, voice getting desperate.

His eyes scanning every room, only see that some of your things have disappeared. He felt fear.

He noticed a neatly folded paper placed in one of their coffee tables, the god of Anemo quickly scrambles to open it, eyes reading intently, hands trembling, ears ringing.

Dear Anemo Archon,

I have written this letter to tell you that I would like to resign from whatever position you gave me, a lover? Right hand man? Protector? I myself do not know but it seems that I am no longer needed by your side, and it also appears that the City of Wind no longer require my assistance and is now safe in the capable hands of the Knights of Favonius and to the All Mighty Traveler from afar. It puts my heart in ease to leave the city to such capable people. I realized that my loyalty here isn't needed, and I believe that the world should now forget me and I'll forget you too. I do not need these painful memories, but alas, even for a brief moment you gave me a bit of joy and I am thankful for that Venti, but now I feel like you just discarded me away. Venti, I hope you won't forget me, I hope every little thing reminds you of me, I hope those memories taste bittersweet. I gave you everything, I stood by your side. So why can't you stand on mine? This is farewell my dear beloved anemo Archon.

with love,

[Y/n] ♡

Venti's hands trembled as a bunch of "No's" left his lips, his eyes sting, he can't hear anything aside from the ringing of his ears and loudness of his heart.

He always mess things up.

He cannot admit it, but he knew he lost you. The one good thing that stayed in his life.

He messed that up too.

No One:

Albedo to y/n: ako niyan, hindi kita gaganyanin.

LMAO I'M NOT SURE IF I WROTE THE MEME RIGHT, IM FIL BUT IM NOT FLUENT WITH TAGALOG XD

ALSO LUMINE IS GIRL BOSS AS ALWAYS, I WAS PLANNING ON MAKING HER A RIVAL BUT NOPE NOT GONNA DISRESPECT HER 💪💪💪

His fingers were gently massaging the muscles on either side of your hips, warm and relaxing movements that made you crave for more.

"Would you like to kiss me?" you whispered almost inaudibly, glancing up at him from under your brows, smiling kindly, and almost crying from being so hungry for him. He doesn't move nor say anything, drawing a deep breath before closing the distance, his lips on top of yours, fitting so fucking perfectly against your own.

His next kiss was consuming, hungry yet sweet, teasing you with a hint of desire and driving your body insane by the way his hands grabbed further into your flesh.

You could certainly tell how deprived he was, much to your surprise, thinking that a rockstar should have enough groupies to hang out with, but xiao was always a rather shy type when it came to those particular things.

For a moment the both of you clung to each other, fondling with each others bodies like two horny teenagers who didn't know any better, your make out session evolving from tender to eager and now to complete desire.

Xiao couldn't wait any longer, the bulge in his pants growing harder every time he would hear you moan against his lips, gently guiding you towards the couch in his private room in where you took your chance to push him against it -making him plop right on top of it - straddling his body.

"I have the perfect idea to make you loosen up, do you trust me?" saying it with a wink, you slowly reached over to his belt, unbuckling it to expose his leaking cock to the cold room, "fuck, I'm so hard." xiao whined from the cold air hitting his dick once you took it in your hand, lazily stroking him with a small pout displayed on your lips.

He swallowed sharp after feeling you push down against his pulsating vein that decorated his dick in a most sinful way, "don't stop." he's struggling, "please." his hands seeking refuge on your hips again, their grip firm but gradually becoming stronger, that's how desperate he was to feel you envelope his cock with your cunt that was already fluttering around nothing, drenching your panties even further.

Xiao never let go of watching you please him, the way your chest heaved while you swallowed down harshly, spitting on your palm and continuing to stroke him. Hard as it was to admit, he already felt so much more at ease, which was good since he still had to perform later.

You saw the pain in his eyes and decided to finally give him what he has been craving for, leaning down to his face so you could feel his hot breath against your lips while pushing up your skirt, exposing your drenched panties to his eyes.

"Let me get rid of those." you teased, sliding them down your legs and lazily kicking them to the ground, resorting back to xiao who could barely wait any longer.

You lined yourself up, teasingly swiping his angry tip over your folds for good measure before sitting down and swallowing him whole. "You feel so," he whines in between breaths, "so fucking good." xiao is repeating it with a deep groan followed by your name.

There was a little something you were quite proud of, lets call it - small technique you learned - and knew would drive him insane, not to mention you were dying to know how xiao would react to it.

You proceeded to ride him, hands placed on his chest for support when you wrapped around him completely, though when having him inside of you, instead of lifting your hips up again, you remained in that position and began circling your hips in an 'O' movement, making the man underneath you cry out with every single circle you would bless him with.

"You seem to like my little show." you coed, placing soft kisses on his sweaty forehead while continuing to ride him silly with newfound speed. You let out a sharp cry once he started to thrust up to meet your hips, xiao really wanted to know it now, his movements faster and more frantic than your body could ever keep up.

"fuck, fuck." he was panting, his arms tight around your waist now and hammering his dick into you, noisily moaning against the shell of your ear without a single fuck in the world. Your climax made itself noticeable deep inside your gut as you hugged him tightly, sweaty bodies becoming one once he filled you complete with every thrust, your head spinning around and seeing white as you felt him paint your walls with white ribbons of utterly passionate desire.

Your body failed you, collapsing on top of him and tangling your fingers into his hair to relish in your afterglow.

Xiao's face was a sight to behold, eyes scrunched shut and mouth agape, as if you fucked all the sanity out of his body. He slid out of you, his cock laying flat on his chest that was covered in both your juices and his cum, the tip still flushing an angry red and hard.

"m-my, god." his heart pounding heavily against his chest. You grinned at his response and once he realized that, he was quick to hide his face with his hand, too embarrassed to face you now. "do you think they heard us?"

ꗃꠂꠥ rockstar!au series.