#ofmanycrowns

Looks directly at Haru, his phone turned so that the other can see it. What’s he doing exactly? Posting the time Haru fell off the bridges with a piano version, played by yours truly, of This is Gospel over it. And it’s uploading.

@ofmanycrowns​ sent  “ Was I really that drunk? ” — Haru, after he drank so much and passed out the other day

accepting.

Kambe doesn’t say anything. He simply takes out his phone and taps at the screen a few times before showing the picture he took of Haru passed out. A small smug smile says he’s keeping this. He tucks the phone away afterwards but he’s still smiling.

Have fun convincing him to delete it, Haru.

@ofmanycrowns​ sent  “ Not sure if you could tell, but I’m not exactly a people person. ” — Diluc

accepting

Kambe glances over at the redhead, regarding him for a moment. He gives a soft noise of acknowledgement at first. He can’t say he exactly blames him. There were days where Kambe wasn’t a ‘people person’ himself.

“It’s fine.” He dips his head to Diluc before gesturing over to a table where a bottle of wine sits, two glasses waiting. “Perhaps when you get a moment, you can join me.” He makes his way over to the table, sitting down and pouring his glass. He sips at it, closing his eyes and brushing a stray strand of hair back with a sigh.

|Oh if only he knew of Morax’s past. He’s gone by many names and possessed many bodies. He remembers many lifetimes of bloodshed and dashed hope. Yet, he also remembers all that he has consumed, and met, and those he’s helped educate. Those times are gone now. For now, watching over Liyue in the shadows is good enough for him. 

|“You sound like a seasoned warrior.” Zhongli has seen his days of fighting and he doesn’t care to revisit them. He has many a regret and lessons learned, however he will not sit and lecture on the dealing of war with others unless strictly asked about it. 

(     *     VALENTINE’S DAY ALPHABET   !    

D   :   DATE.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

This girl has exploration on the brain. Any type of date that has a journey is sure to be a favorite. Want to go for a walk to the beach? She’s down. Want to go explore some domains? She’s ready to go! Want to do some hiking up Liyue’s mountains? She’ll race you to the top!

L   :   LOVE.   who does your muse love?

@ofmanycrowns​ sent  ❝ Oi, Kambe, ❞ Haru greeted as he approached his partner with a sizeable box in hand, placing the box into the other man’s hands as he locks eye contact with him. ❝ It isn’t much but..I heard it was your birthday today.., ❞ Haru says, crossing his arms and looking away as he taps his finger and waits for his partner to open the gift. Inside is a cake, personally baked by the one and only, inspector himself. ❝ I tried to make it with the ingredients I could afford, ❞ Haru explains, huffing a bit as he continues. ❝ With your picky tastes in mind...don’t spit it out, ❞ Haru muttered a warning, though he laughs a bit in the end. ❝ If it’s not to the ‘Kambe standards’ you can always share it with Suzue of your house maids so it doesn’t go to waste - ❞

Attention pulled away from what he was originally doing, Kato has his full and undivided attention. He’s handed a box, head tilting slowly as he quirks a brow and looks from Kato to the box. Something for his birthday... He wasn’t exactly used to receiving gifts. Usually Suzue got him something, but it was never really a tradition he had gotten used to. He sets the box on his desk after a small peak inside; offering a quick bow of his head and a muttered ‘just a moment’ before he steps away.

Kambe’s only gone briefly before he returns with a fork and a small plastic plate. Whether he spits it out or not will be up to him. Though there had never really been time for someone to make him a cake. It was usually bought from someone else, as they had other business. He cuts a piece and studies it for a moment. It wasn’t gourmet made by any means, but... it was... made for him.

Even if it doesn’t show in his expression, the warmth shows in his eyes. This inspector actually made him something. Something that hadn’t been bought with the most money could afford. It was simple. But it was full of thought.

This inspector that was his friend. One of his only friends.

He takes a bite and while it’s not something he’s expecting, he doesn’t hate it. He’s almost tempted to pretend to spit it out, just to see Kato’s reaction, but... not this time. Not when it’s something like this. There’s a ghost of a smile, even if it’s hard to see as he finishes the piece of cake off without a word before standing and looking at Kato, that ghost of a smile growing just a bit, even if it’s brief.

@ofmanycrowns​ sent  ❝ i got you a coffee. ❞ — From Haru, he ended up brewing coffee for everyone in their division and figured maybe Kambe might want a cup!

accepting.

Finishing a transaction before he glances up, Kambe sees the coffee before he registers what had been said to him. He’s sure the coffee is cheap, but he can add some kind of creamer to it to richen the taste. He almost asks how the coffee was made, but he decides against it and decides to at least be grateful for it.

After all, it wasn’t required for Kato to make him something. He takes his sunglasses off first before he takes the mug from him. Staring at it for a moment, he sniffs it before taking a sip. It’s not exactly bad. He’s tasted much worse.