#visi0n

You and Lumine were laughing on the way back to your hotel room, carrying a couple towels in your arms for your fellow band mates and performers, who were currently in your room. Your band, Visi0n, were on tour with 5wirl, and you had been hopping around Teyvat for your nationwide concert. You had different openers depending on the region, but the songs you played were all the same.

Although there was a room for each group, and a room your managers shared, you all usually ended up in one of the rooms belonging to one of the bands, due to the size of them, and the fact you had all been getting closer during this tour. The bond Aether and Lumine felt between each other was similar to how you all felt about each other, to put it simply.

And with bonds that close, everyone has their fair share of arguments.

“WE ARE NOT GETTING THAT. IT IS DIS-GUSTING.”

“THERE AIN’T NOTHIN’ WRONG WITH IT, PRETTY BOY. YOU’RE JUST PICKY.”

The screaming match you and Lumine had walked into definitely seemed to be a passionate one. Kazuha, Barbara, Xiao, and Venti were all sitting on a couch near the bed, and Xinyan and Aether were sitting on one bed, Heizou and Yun Jin on the other.

Aether perked up at the sound of the door opening, whipping his head toward it and pointing at his sister. “LUMINE! TELL THESE SPOILED TEENAGERS THAT THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH LITTLE CAESARS AND IF THEY WANT PIZZA THEY SHOULD GET OVER IT.” He yelled, Heizou and Yun Jin gasping dramatically and putting their hands over their chests like a pair of maidens.

“WHO ARE YOU CALLING SPOILED TEENAGERS? JUST BECAUSE WE DON’T WANT PLASTIC DOESN’T MEAN WE’RE SPOILED!” Yun Jin yelled back, Xinyan scoffing at her.

“No, but with the way you’ve been yellin’ you sound like a couple of kids who’ve just been told they’re gettin’ broccoli for dinner.”

“We do not!”

“Do too.”

“Do not!”

“Do too!”

“Do not!”

“Do too!”

As the bickering match continued between the four, you and Lumine slipped over to the other couch where the rest of your fellow performers were, watching the agreement with varying degrees of worry and amusement.

“So how long have they been arguing for?” You ask, crossing your legs before sitting on the pillow Kazuha had put on the floor for you. Xiao looked up from his phone, seemingly annoyed yet used to the screaming.

“Since you were gone. So about 15 minutes,” before looking back down at his phone. It was crazy how things escalated that fast, but yet it wasn’t surprising in the slightest. Barbara spoke up from behind the pillow that was covering her mouth.

“All I suggested was that we had pizza for dinner since everyone wanted something different, and we were trying to pick a place…” Venti spoke up from his spot sitting on the arm next to her, braiding her hair. “And as you can see, our lovely performers have their own… strong opinions on where we should eat from,” he said, a nervous smile on his face.

Kazuha gave a small smile, placing down the notebook he was scribbling down lyrics in. “Really, it’s the most lively we’ve been at night during this whole tour. Although… some food and sleep would be nice, so I hope they settle this soon,” he said, his face falling on the second sentence.

“Wanna play a game until then? I’ve got some cards,” you offered, pulling a pack out from underneath the coffee table. Lumine gave a nod, pushing herself up from her spot, dusting her hands off. “I can get the leftover candy, and we can play candy poker again,” she said, everyone on the couch murmuring some agreement as she went off to get the sweets.

After a couple rounds of your faux poker, the door to your room slammed open, everyone falling silent. Standing there was an angry, half-asleep Diluc, and a nervous Childe. You all clammed up at the sight of them, especially the angry red head.

“I just got a call from the hotel manager saying that there were noise complaints coming from this room. Anyone care to tell me what that’s about?” He asked, his voice dripping the venom of an angry parent, all your jaws locking up at his voice.

“Come on now, comrade! There’s no—“

“Shut up, Tartaglia.”

“Yes sir sorry sir.”

There were a couple more minutes of silence, before Childe signaled Barbara over, and she went over to him, standing outside the room for a bit. After a couple minutes, the two came back in. Barbara hiding her face in her pillow as she went back over, sitting next to you while you rubbed her back in an attempt to comfort her.

“You were fighting over what to have for dinner? That’s not something to have a screaming match over now, is it?” Childe asked, crossing his arms in a very gentle-scolding type manner. You all shook your heads, the four main culprits shaking theirs more than the rest. Childe whispered something over to Diluc, who thought for a moment, and then spoke.

“You’re all going to order Little Caesar’s for dinner, okay? Heizou, Yun Jin, if you don’t want the pizza, you can order something else. That goes for anyone. You’ll eat this, and then go to sleep. Are there any objections?” He asked, although his tone of voice made it clear there would be no objections.

You all shook your head and he nodded, turning to head back out of the door. “Good. Now, I’m going back to sleep. If I get another call, I will be very disappointed in all of you,” he said, walking out. Childe stood there for a minute longer, before looking back at all of you, waving. “Goodnight, everyone. Be sure to not stay up too late, okay? We’ve got an early day tomorrow,” he said, leaving the room and shutting the door behind him, leaving you all on a slightly lighter note than Diluc had.

Xiao picked up his phone, pulling up the menu. “So, what does everyone want?”

And so the orders were placed, the food was delivered, and everyone had a filling meal of pizza, crazy bread, and wings that night.

Although, Aether and Xinyan didn’t miss how Heizou and Yun Jin kept sneaking slices when everyone wasn’t looking. But they kept that to themselves.