@finalyaksha : ‘ and you realize the one person in the world who loves you isn’t the one you thought it would be . ’
“ How dare you — reading my mind like that. At this point, I bet it’s as automatic as breathing, huh? ” The remark curls snidely on her tongue — in half-jest, half-dread. Since when was she so easy to figure out?
That’s what she gets, Keqing chastises herself, for wearing her rabbit heart on her sleeve.
Still, she further entertains the yaksha’s sentiment with a smile that she would’ve found too soft to be hers a mere five months ago. “ Anyway ... you’re right. “
Here, the thrum of her heart resounds loudly, almost menacingly, in her ears, much more akin to a stampede than the pitter patter of rabbit feet. “ And I normally don’t like conceding defeat, but sometimes, it feels good to be proven wrong.” Keqing reaches a gloved hand forth toward one of his, a hot flush pervading her cheeks once she intertwines their fingers. “ This is one of those times. ”
* MISCELLANEOUS STARTERS / accepting .
