Miscellaneous Xiao Headcanon - “His Princess”
To most, Keqing is strong. Confident. Sure of herself. Authoritative. Assertive. Intimidating. She demands and receives respect. She is not one to be condescended or patronized. She is the ultimate girlboss.
So, one can’t help but wonder how it is Xiao views her as so…delicate. So soft. Something he could break if he wasn’t careful. It’s even more questionable considering what he found so appealing about her in the first place was how persistent and brave she was in challenging him to open up to her when no mortal ever did so.
Xiao sees Keqing as if she were a doll, almost literally. He wants to hug her close to him like a life-sized Barbie and would dress her up like one if not for Keqing’s assertive level of independence preventing him from acting upon these desires. While he’s certainly not opposed to seeing her wear something more form-fitting and sexy, his preference for her are clothes that are as fluffy, frilly, and pink as possible. One of his favorite foods is Golden Shrimp Balls, not because he cares for their taste, but because he likes to watch how Keqing’s eyes light up when she eats them.
It’s not that he’s unaware of how the public views her, it’s just that the side of her that she’s shown to him and only him is paramount in his perception of her. Regardless of how your average citizen might describe her, she is the only person Xiao has reserved his use of the word “cute” for.
He wants to wait on her, hand and foot. Serve her so that she doesn’t have to lift a finger or move an inch. If she needs to go to another room, he’ll carry her so her feet never touch the floor. Feed her by hand, brush her hair, do her nails, bring her flowers…if it can be done, he wants to do it for her. He knows she’ll go mad being waited on to such an extent but part of him can’t help himself.
He doesn’t, by any means, consider her weak or helpless. And it’s not necessarily about her lineage or wealth that makes him want to treat her this way (he’s largely oblivious to just how rich she really is). But his desire to protect her. To keep her safe. To be the one to keep her safe.
For so long he has wanted something to hug and hold and care for. Something that would not run away from him when he approached or crumble when he wanted to touch it. Something that could reassure him that he isn’t a monster, that he’s capable of loving someone with his entire heart and would trade his life for if it meant seeing her smile. He has needed something that he could treasure, and he found it in her.
She is his princess.

















