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texts with boyfriend!childe

— childe x reader

NOTE opened twitter and saw how hot childe was in his new birthday art. opened facebook then saw genshin's post and when i saw the comments i had: an idea 👁👄👁 anyways, enjoy . . ? [copypastas]

warning/s: cursing, me trying to be funny (spoiler: i'm not)

BONUS

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kazuha x reader | filo au

kung saan, um-order ka ng album kaso sa address ng ex mo na-deliver ‘yung item. anong gagawin mo para makuha ‘yun pabalik? hayaan nalang, o kunin ‘yung chance na ‘to para ibalik ang tamis ng nakaraan?

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NOTE obvious ba na nag-enjoy ako HAHAHAHAHAHAHA sana natuwa kayo 💔 sa susunod na filo au!!

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bakit ba si kazuha favorite ko sa exes to lovers ??? nakakatatlo na siyang mini smau series sakin ha 🤨

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kazuha x reader | filo au

kung saan, um-order ka ng album kaso sa address ng ex mo na-deliver ‘yung item. anong gagawin mo para makuha ‘yun pabalik? hayaan nalang, o kunin ‘yung chance na ‘to para ibalik ang tamis ng nakaraan?

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“talagang dito mo pa napagtripan makipagkita sa resto nila xiangling?” bati mo kay kazuha na nakaupo na sa isang table.

bumungisngis siya nang makita niya ang ekspresyon sa iyong mukha. “gusto ko lang comfy ka.”

“hehe ka diyan. ulol.” inirapan mo siya at tsaka umupo sa tabi niya.

lumabas na si xiangling mula sa kusina at nagdala ng mga putahe na in-order ni kazuha bago ka pa makarating. at syempre, dahil luto ito ng kaibigan mo, dapat purihin mo.

“wow, ang bango! love you, xiangling.”

napangiti ang dalaga sa inyong dalawa, na tila ba kinikilig siya dahil magkasama ulit kayo.

“hays, dapat talaga tinawag ko si hu tao ngayon.”

“nako, kung ako sa’yo, hindi ko iisipin ‘yan. masunog pa no’n ‘tong resto niyo!”

parehong natawa si xiangling at kazuha sa sinabi mo.

lumipas ang ilang minuto, parehas lang kayong tahimik ni kazuha. paminsan-minsan ay nagsasalita lang kayo para sabihin kung gaano kasarap ang pagkain.

hindi mo sinasabi pero nararamdaman mo na parang nakatingin sainyo si xiangling.

nagulantang si kazuha nang biglaan mong ibinaba ang iyong telepono. napatingin siya sa’yo at nakita niya na namumula ang iyong mga pisngi.

“okay ka lang? namumula ka ah.” hinawakan ni kazuha ang noo mo at pinakiramdaman ang init nito. “init mo. may sakit ka ba?”

imbis na sabihin na ok ka lang, sinumbatan mo siya, “anong pake mo?”

na-guilty ka naman ka’gad. kaya nag-sorry ka rin. “sorry. ok lang ako. medyo spicy lang ‘to.”

natawa nalang si kazuha. “akin na kung ‘di mo kaya. ‘wag mo pilitin sarili mo.”

“hindi— ano… masarap naman. kaya naman.”

ngumiti si kazuha at pinagpatuloy ang pagkain.

“sorry. hindi ko naisip kaagad na baka ‘di mo magustuhan dahil maanghang,” paumanhin niya.

“hoy, ano ka ba? okay lang. luto naman ‘to ni xiangling kaya masarap.”

tumunog ang telepono mo. nag-message si xiangling.

tama siya… ba’t nga ba wala? anong trip ni kazuha…

tumikhim ka at tsaka nagsalita.

“kazuha,” tawag mo sa kaniya. “ba’t ba gustong-gusto mo makipagkita?”

napatingin siya sa’yo, ang kaniyang mga mata ay purong inosente sa iyong tanong.

“gusto lang ulit kita makita, at marinig ulit ang boses mo,” pagtatapat niya.

napa-iling ka sa kaniyang mga salita. “matagal na tayong nag-break, kazuha. baka oras na para mag-move on na tayo pareho?”

sumimangot si kazuha. “why did you break up with me, y/n?”

puta. in-english nanaman ako ng pogi na ‘to. tiklop malala.

“eh, sabi ko naman kasi sa’yo, ‘di ba? mas bagay kayo ni ano…”

“ha? nino? hanggang ngayon ‘di ko pa rin maintindihan bakit bigla ka nalang nakipag-break sa’kin,” pagrarason ni kazuha. “maiintindihan ko naman kung may nagustuhan ka nang iba, pero sabi mo wala naman.”

“ba’t naman ako titingin pa sa iba, eh ikaw na ‘yan,” bulong mo na sana ay hindi nakarating sa matalas na tainga ni kazuha.

“hm?”

“wala! tapusin na nga natin ‘tong pagkain natin nang makapag-unboxing na tayo!”

“SHET. PUTANGINA. SI TARTAGLIA,” sigaw mong napakalakas, umugong pati eardrums ni xiangling na nasa kusina.

natawa si kazuha sa reaksyon mo. “akala ko ba si diluc gusto mo makuha?”

“ha? pa’no mo nalaman ‘yan? inii-stalk mo ‘ko ‘no?”

“sus,” tawa ni kazuha. “dumadaan sa timeline ko tweets mo dahil naka-follow ako kay xingqiu.”

“AT BA’T KA NAKA-FOLLOW DO’N?”

“bawal ba? natutuwa ako sa mga ina-upload niya na au.”

“amp, nagbabasa ka pala ng gano’n.”

binuksan na ni kazuha ang kaniya.

“oh, si diluc.” ipinakita niya sa’yo ang photocard ni diluc na gustong-gusto mo makuha.

napanganga ka nalang at napatingin nang pabalik-balik mula sa na-pull mo na photocard, at sa photocard na nakuha ni kazuha.

“sabi na, sa’kin talaga ‘yang album na ‘yan eh,” reklamo mo na may kaunting pagtatampo.

natawa si kazuha. “sa’yo na. sa’yo naman talaga.”

“TOTOO BA?”

“oo nga. oh, ayan.”

binigay ni kazuha ang buong album at photocard sa’yo, at pinanood ka habang nag-tatype sa phone mo para mag-tweet.

“mas maganda ka talaga pag naka-ngiti,” biglang sabi ni kazuha.

napakunot ang noo mo. “ha?”

“kaysa pag nakakunot ‘yang noo mo.” pinitik ni kazuha ang noo mo, at napaaray ka.

tinawanan ka lang niya.

“‘lang ‘ya ka, ah?” ginantihan mo siya ng pitik din sa noo. “bleh!”

“ah, i see.”

pinitik ka niya ulit, kaso lang, napalakas.

“aray ha!” napahawak ka sa noo mo, at ang tanging hiling mo lang ay sana hindi ito namumula.

napahawak si kazuha sa magkabilang pisngi mo. “oh, sorry. kiss ko?”

napatitig ka sa mga mata niya. shet. bakit ganito kabilis tibok ng puso ko?— hindi. hindi pwede.

tinulak mo ang mga kamay niya. “tigilan mo nga ako! ew.”

“anong ‘ew’? hindi ba favorite mo ang forehead kisses?” pagbibiro niya sa iyo.

“yuck! kazuha, stop!”

“haha, ang cute mo mamula.”

“ulol, ‘di kaya ako namumula!”

inilapit ni kazuha ang mukha niya sa iyo, hanggang sa konti nalang ang pagitan niyo. “sure ka?”

“kazuha…”

“‘di mo ba ‘ko na-miss?”

“sad boy ka na ba talaga ngayon?” biro mo.

“bakit address ko pa rin nakalagay sa’yo?”

hindi ka nakasagot. bakit nga ba? bakit ba hanggang ngayon, hindi ka pa rin maka-usad na wala na kayo? na ikaw naman talaga ‘yung nakipag-break?

“ah… haha, ano kasi.” napakamot ka sa ulo mo. “huli kong bili do’n nung birthday mo. nung um-order ako ng matching sweater natin?”

napakurap ang mga mata ni kazuha. “‘di ka pa ulit nag-oorder?”

“hindi… tuwing binubuksan ko kasi ‘yung cart ko nakikita ko ‘yung mga bagay na dapat bibilhin ko para matchy tayong dalawa,” pag-amin mo sa kaniya.

lumayo si kazuha at tsaka natawa. “so? bakit ka nga nakipag-break sa’kin? iniwan mo nalang ako bigla sa ere.”

huminga ka nang malalim, sabay pikit ng mga mata. ito na. moment of truth. nakakahiya man sabihin ang rason ko pero ito na talaga.

“kasi,” pagsisimula mo. “feeling ko kasi mas mahal ko pa si tartaglia na ‘di naman ako kilala kaysa sa’yo. kaya sabi ko, break muna tayo.”

“ha?” napatitig muna sa’yo saglit si kazuha, at kalaunan ay natawa rin siya. “seryoso ka ba, y/n? ‘yun lang?”

“oo nga! ano pa ba gusto mo marinig?!”

“bakit mo sinabi pa na mas bagay kami ni…?”

“wala! eme ko lang ‘yon para kunwari nag-selos ako!”

mas lalong natawa si kazuha. “god, y/n! alam mo ba na sobrang kabado ‘ko nung nakipag-break ka sa’kin? akala ko kung anong mali nagawa ko sa’yo.”

“sorry na nga, okay?!”

hinawakan ni kazuha ang kamay mo, at hinalikan ito. “pwede ba tayo nalang ulit?”

“asa ka.”

“mas mahal mo talaga si tartaglia kaysa sa’kin?”

“…oo.”

“sure?”

“oo nga! tangina talaga nito.”

“sige. ‘di ko na ibibigay sa’yo ‘yung second album nila na mayroon ako. sayang, ando’n pa naman ‘yung paborito mong pc niya.”

“HOY! TOTOO KA BA?”

binitawan na ni kazuha ang kamay mo. “sa’kin nalang ‘yun. ba’t ko ibibigay sa’yo kung mas minahal mo pala talaga siya?”

“biro lang naman eh…”

“biro ang alin?”

“biro lang na mas mahal ko siya. syempre ikaw mas minahal ko, ‘di ba? ikaw na ‘yan, oh,” sabi mo nang pabulong, pero narinig ito ni kazuha.

“okay. edi tayo na ulit.”

“bakit ikaw lang nagdecide?!”

“ayaw mo?” bawi ni kazuha.

“huy, ano ba. syempre, gusto.”

isang malaking ngiti ang nasa mukha ngayon ni kazuha. “love you. na-miss kita.”

“corny mo!” pinalo mo ang kamay niya na nakapatong sa iyo. “miss you too, siguro.”

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kazuha x reader | filo au

kung saan, um-order ka ng album kaso sa address ng ex mo na-deliver ‘yung item. anong gagawin mo para makuha ‘yun pabalik? hayaan nalang, o kunin ‘yung chance na ‘to para ibalik ang tamis ng nakaraan?

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NOTE ib this tweet HAHAHAHA

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kazuha x reader | filo au

kung saan, um-order ka ng album kaso sa address ng ex mo na-deliver ‘yung item. anong gagawin mo para makuha ‘yun pabalik? hayaan nalang, o kunin ‘yung chance na ‘to para ibalik ang tamis ng nakaraan?

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kaedehara kazuha x fem!reader | filo smau

kung saan, um-order ka ng album kaso sa address ng ex mo na-deliver ‘yung item. anong gagawin mo para makuha ‘yun pabalik? hayaan nalang, o kunin ‘yung chance na ‘to para ibalik ang tamis ng nakaraan?

tags. mini series / short smau. genshin filo au. exes to ???. crack/humor. timestamps don’t matter.

read here . . .

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

profiles. yn, hu tao, xiangling, xingqiu

yn. adik sa DCKZ. ex ni kazuha. first time bibili ng album, puro pc kasi binibili. no.1 tartaglia fan ‘yan (kaya ganon twt user niya)

profiles. kazuha, heizou, venti, aether, scaramouche, xiao

kazuha. lider ng banda nila (kaya gusto ni heizou malamangan dckz sa kapogian kasi dapat daw mas ckat sila). ex ni yn ganda. naging fan lang ng dckz dahil sa ex niya.

notes. ib this twitter post lmao. masyado ko ata to naenjoy 😛 was supposed to be a one-part au kaso naparami panels 😹 love lots 💗

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HIT TWEET! — 15: a week

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SYNOPSIS When you experience struggles in the world of studying medicine and science, your Twitter moot is always there for you. On the other hand, an acquaintance enemy of yours never fails to bothers you. They have such contrasting personalities, yet a familiar feeling of comfort whenever you talk to them. Or is it uneasiness?

TAGLIST 🐦 @mayasshitposts @temshouineichi @sukunasrealgf @eutopiastar @wonderland-fan @kissunday @aether-darling @zamorazz @n0rmalsimp @boomie-123 @yolocaltrashaxolotl @jiminscarmex

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HIT TWEET! — 14.1: crash out

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“what are you doing here? the stalker might be lurking.” you didn't even take a look at kaeya who was handing you a can of soda.

“well,” he placed it beside you, “i'd say, fuck that stalker.”

kaeya found you in the playground near the hospital. he first went to the hospital, but realized he won't be told where your brother's room is since he isn't a relative. so, he decided to get some fresh air first before looking for you again.

luckily, you were there in the playground. he took the chance to buy soda from a vending machine nearby before approaching you.

“you're crying again,” he started.

you wiped your tears to glare at him. “thanks for stating the obvious.”

“is your brother okay?”

you averted your gaze, you felt a pang of guilt struck your heart. “i don't know. i left immediately.”

maybe it's because of the guilt, or maybe your emotions are all over the place right now but you opened up to kaeya. you told him about your fight with albedo.

“i fucked up again,” you said with a sigh. “i really don't deserve albedo. he's too kind.”

“you just got emotionally hijacked,” kaeya said half-jokingly. “but you had a right to be mad. it's about your brother, after all.”

“i know. i just hope i didn't lash out on him.”

you looked up at the sky. you remembered how you and albedo would hang around the playground near your house when you were children. he always looked neat, while you forced yourself to look neat. you missed those times.

“i hope i can turn back time and just never…”

never liked him. never became friends with him. never existed in his life.

“you can regret the past all you want but all you could do now is face the future,” kaeya looked at you. “so, drink your soda before it becomes warm.”

you chuckled. “the stalker is so gonna burn my scholarship papers, kaeya.”

you took the soda from him, your fingers brushing against his for a quick moment. kaeya took this opportunity to hold your hand.

“do you regret meeting me too?” he asked.

you raised an eyebrow at him. “what? you're so weird.”

he let go of your hand. “i'm just asking!”

“i mean, it's my fault you're being stalked right now, and that you might lose your scholarship,” he added.

suddenly, you bursted in to tears. kaeya jolted in surprise. “hey…”

“i'm gonna lose my scholarship. i'm gonna lose my best friend. my brother's in a hospital. and i'll never give my mother the life she had always dreamt of!” you crashed out, your words muffled between your sobs and your hands that were covering your face.

“my life is so so so so so so so fucked,” you cried out. “i worked so hard for nothing.

“why do i have to be born poor and miserable?!”

kaeya didn't know what to do. he wasn't used to comforting people who are crashing out. especially when the problems you stated are just too much to handle and he isn't even the right person to speak up about it.

“there, there,” he started ruffling your hair. “just let it all out.”

he watched as you continue sobbing with your face covered. he can't help but be bothere — surely, there's something he can do?

he remembered something from a lecture before. a hug can wash away the sadness of a person. there it is!

you felt kaeya inching closer to you, and you felt his arm snaked around you.

“i can't say it's going to be alright, but, uh, i'm here for you,” he moved his hand up and down on your shoulder. “i'm just here if you ever need a shoulder to cry on.”

a shoulder to cry on. that's oddly familiar.

“ah, my professor from before was right! a hug can really solve stuff,” he broke the hug and grinned at you. “look at you, you're not sobbing anymore.”

well, he looks pretty like this. no smugness on his face, just pure genuineness. you didn't even realized you stopped crying, nor did you realize you've been staring at him for too long. 

the smugness was back on his face. “what? can't handle my beautiful face?”

you groaned. “get off me! that damn stalker will get shit on us again.”

“fine. fine.”

kaeya's breath hitched.

“what's wrong?” you asked.

“i completely forgot about the box. it's been a week but i haven't seen its contents inside.”

you stood up. “what are you waiting for then?! get up, we're seeing it together.”

NOTE YALL plz forgive albedo my pookiewooks i swear he js did what he thought was less worrying for yncakes but he was unfortunately wrong 💔

SYNOPSIS When you experience struggles in the world of studying medicine and science, your Twitter moot is always there for you. On the other hand, an acquaintance enemy of yours never fails to bothers you. They have such contrasting personalities, yet a familiar feeling of comfort whenever you talk to them. Or is it uneasiness?

TAGLIST 🐦 @mayasshitposts @temshouineichi @sukunasrealgf @eutopiastar @wonderland-fan @kissunday @aether-darling @zamorazz @n0rmalsimp @boomie-123 @yolocaltrashaxolotl @jiminscarmex

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Rein, I feel insane, I actually wrote something (not an smau but i would have gone crazy if i tried that). kill me. i was meant to sleep…

YEAH I JUST SAW IT!! it’s always that time before sleep that u get that urge to post a fic LMAOO

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Am I allowed to do a lil stabby stab stab?

no, if this is about albedo 😔😔😔 IM TRYING SO HARD SO THE LOML DOESNT GET DISLIKED 💔💔💔 JAHDJSHAHAHAHQHQ jk

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HIT TWEET! — 14: fragile

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NOTE im so sorry albedo i love u baby

SYNOPSIS When you experience struggles in the world of studying medicine and science, your Twitter moot is always there for you. On the other hand, an acquaintance enemy of yours never fails to bothers you. They have such contrasting personalities, yet a familiar feeling of comfort whenever you talk to them. Or is it uneasiness?

TAGLIST 🐦 @mayasshitposts @temshouineichi @sukunasrealgf @eutopiastar @wonderland-fan @kissunday @aether-darling @zamorazz @n0rmalsimp @boomie-123 @yolocaltrashaxolotl @jiminscarmex

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HIT TWEET! — 13: smiley face

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SYNOPSIS When you experience struggles in the world of studying medicine and science, your Twitter moot is always there for you. On the other hand, an acquaintance enemy of yours never fails to bothers you. They have such contrasting personalities, yet a familiar feeling of comfort whenever you talk to them. Or is it uneasiness?

TAGLIST 🐦 @mayasshitposts @temshouineichi @sukunasrealgf @eutopiastar @wonderland-fan @kissunday @aether-darling @zamorazz @n0rmalsimp @boomie-123 @yolocaltrashaxolotl @jiminscarmex

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trying to have a rough draft for one of the last chapt in act 2 and... as i went over the plotting i did a few days ago, im torn between adding another arc of angst or just let them off easily in hit tweet 😭 dang it dang it. can i commit to another angsty arc bruh why am i full of tragic sadness and wickedness why is my heart filled with hatred?!

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HIT TWEET! — BOOKMARK 1: twists of life

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A few years ago. It was during this time, too, after midterms. Before that happened, someone confessed to me, but I told them I’m not interested, mainly because I wanted to focus first on my studies, and something… there was something between me and Albedo. At that time, I turned down the person who confessed. He wasn’t my blockmate. In fact, he was my senior.

After midterms, there was a photo in my locker—a photo of me and Albedo together. And behind it, there was a note, ‘So, this is your boyfriend, huh?’ I got a hint it was the senior I turned down. I didn’t tell Albedo at first because I thought it was just a harmless prank played by that senior.

So, I just told Albedo I needed space.

Until things escalated. There were times when I felt like I was being followed when I went home alone. I felt scared, so I decided to tell Albedo. He didn’t let me go home alone at that time. And yet, there was still someone following us. Still, Albedo never left my side.

“Y/N, how long has this been happening?” Albedo asked.

“For a long time now. I’m scared, Bedo.”

I told him what was happening, but didn’t tell him exactly what the reason was. I was scared he'd leave me. I was scared that we’d have to separate because of the stalker.

One day, Albedo didn’t go to class. Which was weird, considering he was a top student who never missed a minute in lectures. So, I texted him, I asked him if he’s fine, and if there’s anything I can do for him.

He simply told me to get his assignment paper from his locker and pass it to our adviser.

And when I opened his locker, pieces of paper fell off.

‘I told you to stay away from Y/N.’

‘Still hanging out with Y/N? Get away from her or learn your lesson.’

‘She’s mine.’

And there was one that looked like it was just put there a few hours or minutes ago.

‘Good luck with your scholarship, Prince :)’

I fell on the floor with my hands on my mouth. Why didn’t he tell me? He knew what was happening all this time? Did he not trust me? Tears escaped my eyes then.

I went to Albedo’s home and found out what happened. He figured out who the stalker was and confronted him, and it resulted in a physical fight. Albedo, who was a scholar, is being threatened to lose his scholarship and good merit if word gets out that he got in a fight with a senior.

I tended to his wounds and asked him why he did not tell me he was being threatened.

“I know you have too much on your plate already.”

I felt really guilty. I thought, “Had I told him before, would he not have gotten into trouble?”

And now, I’m the one being threatened with losing my scholarship. Funny twists of life.

Perhaps this is fate seeking revenge on me.

SYNOPSIS When you experience struggles in the world of studying medicine and science, your Twitter moot is always there for you. On the other hand, an acquaintance enemy of yours never fails to bothers you. They have such contrasting personalities, yet a familiar feeling of comfort whenever you talk to them. Or is it uneasiness?

TAGLIST 🐦 @mayasshitposts @temshouineichi @sukunasrealgf @eutopiastar @wonderland-fan @kissunday @aether-darling @zamorazz @n0rmalsimp @boomie-123 @yolocaltrashaxolotl @jiminscarmex

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HIT TWEET! — 12: trust

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“I’m sorry, Bedo.” You bit your quivering lower lip, you were on the verge of tears because you felt guilty.

I’m sorry for not telling you. Again.

When you got the CCTVs checked by the admin, and told them about your situation, the person looked like a man (not a woman, to Kaeya’s surprise), and the man was wearing clothes that would cover the entirety of his identity. Since you’ve raised your concern, the admin said they’ll tighten security and someone will patrol your floor every other hour.

“Don’t they boast about their tight security in their marketing?” Kaeya mentioned, while you three waited for the elevator.

When you arrived in your condo unit, it opened right on your face before you could get your key from your pocket.

“Albedo?” You said in surprise, to which the blonde responded with furrowed eyebrows as he saw Kaeya and Diluc behind you.

Shit.

You completely forgot you gave him a spare key in times of emergency, and because you weren’t responding to any of his calls or texts, he decided that it is an emergency.

Since he was here, you had no choice but to explain what was happening (with the help of the two, of course). 

“Why did you not tell me, again?” Albedo’s eyes were that with a pained expression. Do you still not trust him, even after what happened before?

The brothers already knew something happened with you and Albedo in the past when you first got the box. You had to tell them because Diluc kept insisting you tell Albedo, but you have not told them what happened in detail yet.

And even so, Diluc said you should still tell Albedo, so this kind of thing won’t happen.

Oh, well.

Sensing the heating tension in the air, Diluc spoke up.

“We can talk about this some other time,” he nodded to Albedo. “For now, talk with each other.”

Though Kaeya had some protests, Diluc narrowed his eyes on him to shut him up. And so they left.

“I'm sorry, Albedo. I really am,” your voice cracked, “I was going to tell you when we've figured it out—”

“You trust them more than me.”

It wasn't a question. It was a statement.

Albedo continued, “You really don't trust me?”

You shook your head. “No, Bedo. I trust you— more than anyone else I know.”

“But?”

“I…”

But I was scared again. Scared that this time I'll have to let go of you completely for the sake of my scholarship. Cause I’m a selfish coward who has nothing but that damn scholarship.

“It's not that I don't trust you. I just don't want to rely on you again,” you reasoned.

“Why are you so adamant on not relying on me, Y/N?”

Albedo couldn't hide the pain in himself. It's like you never ever trusted him.

Tears threatened to flow out of your eyes. And it was hard to speak with a lump forming in your throat, “Because you've done too much for me!”

Too much.

“It's too much,” sobbing, you let your tears flow, your hands making gestures as you speak, “I don't deserve that much because I can't give back anything at all that can be considered as equal to what you've given me.

“You give more than what I should take, Albedo. That isn't equivalent exchange.”

“Because it doesn't have to be that way, Y/N. I never asked you to give back anything to me because I—”

“Don't say it, please,” you stopped him, shaking your head with your eyes closed. “We’re not the same.

“I can't risk everything I have like you did for me, Albedo,” you choked through your sobs. “I know I’m nothing but a selfish fuck. You know I have nothing left but this.”

“Do you mean to say, your solution right now is to leave me completely? When doesn’t it have to be that way?” He tried reaching for your hand, but you evaded him. “We can solve this together.”

“Who knows what they'll do to you? I don't want to repeat the past. I just don't want you to be hurt again.”

Silence engulfed the cold room. Only your sobs echoed across the walls of your unit. Albedo wasn’t even looking at you; his gaze was on the floor, and his lips formed a straight line. Likewise, you don’t have it in yourself to face him either.

You don’t know how many minutes have passed already, you don’t know how long you’ve been crying, how long Albedo has been standing in front of you, and you don’t know if you can hold on any longer.

I can’t lose you, Albedo. But right now, I can’t lose my scholarship. Not when I’ve come this far.

“Did you ever trust me?” Albedo suddenly spoke. “Tell me, Y/N. Did you ever love me? Did we ever have a chance?”

There was a moment of hesitation. You didn’t answer yet, you just looked at him with swollen, reddened eyes.

Yes, you’d call him terms of endearment, but was it ever serious? Even Albedo was painfully aware you call everyone, ‘babes’, or whatever endearing word you call others. He wasn’t special. He never was.

But you couldn’t form a reply. Because you didn’t know the answer to his question either.

“Albedo— Why are you asking me this?”

Albedo nodded as if he got the answer from you, looking anywhere but you. “Alright. I'll stay away from you for as long as you want. Just stay safe.”

He took his bag and went to the door.

“Albedo, wait—!”

You tried reaching for him.

“But if you ever need me,” he reached for the door knob, hesitantly, “I'm always one call away.”

Albedo left.

Albedo left. Will you ever fix this mess you’ve made?

“I’m so sorry,” you mumbled between your sobs.

NOTE ermmm .. anyway, the next one is a retelling of what happened in first pov. this shit is so ass 🔥

SYNOPSIS When you experience struggles in the world of studying medicine and science, your Twitter moot is always there for you. On the other hand, an acquaintance enemy of yours never fails to bothers you. They have such contrasting personalities, yet a familiar feeling of comfort whenever you talk to them. Or is it uneasiness?

TAGLIST 🐦 @mayasshitposts @temshouineichi @sukunasrealgf @eutopiastar @wonderland-fan @kissunday @aether-darling @zamorazz @n0rmalsimp @boomie-123 @yolocaltrashaxolotl @jiminscarmex

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SYNOPSIS When you experience struggles in the world of studying medicine and science, your Twitter moot is always there for you. On the other hand, an acquaintance enemy of yours never fails to bothers you. They have such contrasting personalities, yet a familiar feeling of comfort whenever you talk to them. Or is it uneasiness?

TAGLIST 🐦 @mayasshitposts @temshouineichi @sukunasrealgf @eutopiastar @wonderland-fan @kissunday @aether-darling @zamorazz @n0rmalsimp @boomie-123 @yolocaltrashaxolotl