solanum lycopersicum

you may or may not have taken a lot of photos of him beaming at the colorful and glowing decorations. you’re already planning on printing them as soon as you get home to put it on your wall, and also posting it on your social media for some flexing.

(one of your fav picture by far is when he grabbed you by the hand and pulled you to this one, blue green lantern that seriously reminded you of him)

and while you’re busy admiring his pictures in your camera, you miss venti’s fond gaze. unbeknownst to you, he’s simply basking into the moment and capturing this wonderful memory for him to reminisce later on.

if you do catch him in the act, though, you tease him for this (even though you’re a little embarrassed as well. whenever venti’s attention is on you, you always feel flustered.)

“you’re staring.”

venti’s gaze turns even fonder. “yes.” he looks like he wants to say something more, but refrains on it.

before you know it, he approaches you slowly. venti lifts your chin up using his thumb and index finger, and closes his eyes.

you feel those amazing sparks once more—as if you were back in that same spot when you realized that you had fallen in love with him—when he finally locks his lips with yours.

+ i don’t know how to become sentimental anymore but time passed—estimating 10 mins—and you both still haven’t let go of each other.

children cheer and sing in the distance, filling the chilly air with more christmas spirit. the night goes on and yet instead of you two making your way to the highlight of this event – you two are occupied being intimate with one another.

there are muffled moans from venti. he tightens his hold on your waist, and you wrap your arms around his neck to bring him closer.

he parts away from you—just a little—and you can still feel his breath mingling with yours.

his eyes are hazy, clouded with so much love and passion (and maybe even something else) and his cheeks are coated a scarlet red – like the color of his scarf that he’s wearing. he murmurs, “we better go, love.”

you blink slowly, “why…?”

he chuckles and leans in to give you another peck on the lips—it only lasts for five seconds. “we have to watch the lights show, remember? the one you so desperately wanted to see.”

your eyes widen. oh. right. the lights show. yes. you’ve paid tickets for it – they were incredibly expensive—you’ve waited for it despite the hassle and frustrations—and yet… “i…i don’t wanna.” you avert your gaze as you admit, “…m… wanna continue kissing you more. wanna kiss you here.”

venti gawks at you for a brief moment, before he breaks into a fit of giggles. it still sounds beautiful. “oh, windblume, you really just can’t get enough of me…”

you hide your face in his chest. you can feel it vibrate when he giggles again. well, it’s true. what’s he saying is true. you can’t deny it. you just really can’t get enough of him.

“alright… once we get home, or maybe after the lights show, you can kiss me more…” venti suggests, and cards his fingers through your hair gently. tenderly. “or maybe even better… ehe, if you want, maybe we can go to the farthest side of the venue and as they showcase the lights…”

he dips his head down so you can hear his whisper properly. “you can kiss me. or i can kiss you.”

+ + bonus: blushing at the thought when it’s venti who guides you all the way to the venue and you can’t stop thinking abt what you guys are going to do once the event starts…

after you’re both seated, your hands are still intertwined and you don’t know what expression venti is making. it causes your heart to beat erratically in your chest and despite the ac on full blast, you feel hot.

when the lights turn off, and the lights show begin, you grip venti’s hand. he allows you to grip it.

he inches a little closer.

“windblume,” your stomach drops and you feel all your hairs stand up when his lips touch your ear. “kiss me.”

when you two get too far though, it’s venti who’s the responsible one this time and boops your nose. he reminds you to watch the lights show. even though there’s a part of him that didn’t want you to, since he’s in the same situation – he wants more. but the lights show is important to you, too.

(ah, you silly windblume.)

man honestly it’s so hard to know how venti will react! in my concepts or fics, there’ll be moments where i’m like huh… is this venti at all? and i’m just. so clueless. because even tho i love him sm, i feel like i don’t really know HIM that well—which is very disappointing—even tho i’ve already ate the venti crumbs hoyo had to offer me

also, i just love how a scenario strikes when you’re doing something because that’s me sometimes.

in response to your ask! here’s what i think,

venti, of course, will get very angry at that person because it’s so unnecessary. there’s no need for violence at all! like you’re just there, minding their own business, snoopin’ around the shelves for your research materials and then this person just straight up slaps you on the face??? then proceeds on making a scene??? what the???

this will be even worse if you and venti are together. it’s sweet that he joins you for your book searching in the akademiya even though we know how much he prefers noisy and fun places instead of the tedious and boring ones, but hey. he’s venti. your best boyfriend ever. everything is fun for him when he’s with you.

though, i’m sure venti won’t resort to violence. (as much as i want him to go crazy stupid, i remember that his citizens—his children—have told the traveler that barbatos is a benevolent and gentle god. he won’t harm mortals — maybe. not sure. unless it’s necessary.)

he won’t stoop so low, and if he does attack the person back, well—venti won’t be any different from the assaulter!

there are some holes to your ask, though, because first of all, what is the reason for said assaulter abruptly slapping you on the face? did windblume do something? did you do something? so i’m not sure how this will end.

but what i do know for certain is that again, venti will be very angry. at first, he’ll be stunned, and then he’ll be fuming in the inside because the audacity of this lad / lass to lay a hand on my windblume’s pretty face! and yes, he’ll be showing his real distaste and anger. it’ll be damn evident on his face.

his anger will increase tenfold if he notices that you’re mortified from the events, he’ll step closer to you and perhaps hold your hand for comfort. people are watching and people are whispering. archons, this is humiliating.

venti will probably confront the assaulter, and man, remember this: the anemo archon is downright terrifying if he isn’t smiling. there will be words exchanged in a tense, uncomfy atmosphere—venti will ask the assaulter if there’s anything wrong, and he’ll ask demand the reason for the slap. if it’s not valid, venti’s glare will send shivers down to anyone’s spine. because how can such delicate face be so ominous? if it’s valid—ugh, forget about that.

the rule is: don’t just hurt anybody, and talk it out! violence is still unacceptable to venti!

afterward, i imagine that the assaulter will be taken away by the mahamata for a questioning. then venti will take you to a secluded place and console you. it’s what you deserve!

he’ll sit you down and ask if everything’s okay. if he sees you lowkey traumatized, he’ll instantly shower you with affection and leave kisses on your red cheek. he’ll whisper that it’s all over, and that there is nothing to worry about now that the assaulter is gone.

+ also, venti will prolly have a conversation about this with the lesser lord kusanali later. but for now, his main priority is staying by your side and bring solace to your startled, anxious self.