#kaveh is a slight mess but that's why i love him more

[lunarwednesday]

be mine.

[neuvislover]

☆༉ — 𝓐 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻.

You and your husband were invited to a dinner. already being late, because of course your dress zipper wants to be problematic. walking in the living room asking him for assistance.

pairing. neuvillette, wriothesly, lyney, alhaitham, kaveh, cyno, zhongli, chlide, kaeya, albedo.

cw: slight sexual themes, no smut, fem!reader

genre: fluff, established relationship

𝓝𝓮𝓾𝓿𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮 — he has a very matter-of-fact approach, and just zips you up. when you look at him with a small pout he became very confused. He had done what you had asked of him, so he couldn't understand why you weren't satisfied. when you told him that you wanted it to “be romantic”, he was even more perplexed. How could zipping up a dress be romantic? you told him to take his time with it, and he tried it again. he suddenly became an expert at it. He sensually brushed his fingertips against your bare skin while zipping up the dress. When you looked back at him, you noticed his ears had turned bright red, and he was trying his best to keep his composure. you asked him if he understood now, and he quickly nodded. with a smile, you pressed a kiss to his cheek and thanked him for helping you.

“i could do it again… sometime…”

𝓦𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓵𝓮𝔂 — he would gladly do it, and tries not to be a tease in the process. however, it always manages to slip out. wriothesley zips you up as he always does, but he does it a bit slowly. he carefully zips up the back of your dress, making sure not to catch any fabric. once he's finished, he pulls you into a warm embrace, wrapping his arms around your waist, and pulling you close to him. he leaves wet kisses along your shoulder, up to your neck, and a final peck on your cheek. at the end of it all, you are drunk on his love and you turn around to kiss him. he presses his forehead against yours, preventing you from getting your kiss. when you grumble and pout, he only smiles.

“i don’t want to mess up your lipstick. we should get going, shouldn’t we?”

𝓛𝔂𝓷𝓮𝔂 — he’s very calm, but inside his brain it’s chaos. he’s standing so close to you, that you can feel his breath against your neck. when he zips you up, he feels the soft fabric of the dress. you can hear him swear under his breath as he drinks you up with his eyes. he starts arguing that maybe it wasn’t necessary for the two of you to be at this event and that you should maybe stay home. you laugh at his aloofness, before kissing him on the cheek and walking out of the room.

“hey! i can unzip the dress for you too!”

𝓐𝓵𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓶 — another tease. whenever you ask him to zip you up, the first thing he does is not zipping you up. the first thing he always has to do is put his hands on your bare back. he puts his hands inside the unzipped dress, and gently caresses your waist. this is his attempt at getting you to take off the dress and not go to the event. it has only worked once, when the event you were going to wasn’t that important. he will still try every single time, and it’s hard to not give in. eventually, he does zip up the dress - and he does it quickly because if his first trick didn’t work, nothing will in his eyes.

“i would much rather spend some time with you than go to this stupid dinner- what do you mean i always do this?”

𝓚𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓱 — he has a soft smile on his lips as he zips up your dress. his hands are gentle and don’t tug too hard even if the zipper gets stuck. he admires the fabric of the dress and takes his time to appreciate how beautiful you look down to the smallest detail. After helping you with the zipper, he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you close to his chest. Kaveh nuzzles his face where your neck meets your shoulder, trying to hide his smile, but you can feel it against your skin. he lets out a flustered giggle as you turn around to face him.

“you look so beautiful, i just can’t get enough of you.”

𝓒𝔂𝓷𝓸 — his mouth is hanging open when you walk up to him. you ask him to zip you up, but he’s too busy staring at your bare back to listen. when he hasn’t done a thing for thirty seconds, you ask him again. he stumbles out an apology, and quickly gets up on his feet. His hands are sweaty, making it difficult for him to grasp the zipper. When he does manage to grab it, he manages to get it stuck immediately. you whine for him to hurry up, and he’s really trying his best (please be patient). he gets the zipper up, finally, and laughs at his awkwardness. you turn to face him, but you can’t be mad one bit.

“i’m sorry… i’ll do better next time.. please just warn me that you’re going to look this good first.”

𝓩𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓲𝓵 — you have been eyeing his hands for hours now. the two of you were getting ready, and ever since his slender fingers had rolled up the sleeves of his black button-up your eyes had been on them. You wanted him to zip up your dress even though you didn't really need his help, but you wanted him to do it anyway. he was asking you to hurry up since the two of you were starting to be late to the party. you responded that you just needed to zip up your dress, but that you couldn’t reach. he let out a sigh and walked over to you.He firmly closed the zipper after carefully straightening out the fabric. His hands moved over your shoulders and down your back,and you put one of you put one of your hands over his.

“you look really pretty, my love… we’re in a hurry, so let’s go.”

𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓮 — this depends on his mood. either he’d be super giddy, and giggle a bit to himself while zipping up your dress for you. he just thinks it’s so cute that you need help with something so small, and then again he gets to see you in a beautiful dress - why would he not giggle to himself? you turn your back to him as you’re getting ready and ask him to zip you up. the sight of your bare back alone drives him a bit insane because yes, he’s that down bad. he would slowly drag your zipper up, feeling your skin with his fingertips while doing so. when he’s finally done, he leaves a small kiss on your shoulder - a non-vocal promise that he would also be helping you pull the zipper down later. then he would look you in the eye through the mirror, and speak to you in a soft and love-filled voice. he would run his hands up and down your back, tracing every curve and contour with his fingertips. he would then lean in and kiss you deeply, leaving you wanting more. you would both know that the night had only just begun.

“you look beautiful, makes me wanna stay here with you~”

𝓚𝓪𝓮𝔂𝓪 — he’s incredibly handsy. even offers help with putting on your dress. when you decline his generous offer, he pouts, but at least he gets to zip up your dress. As he does so, he makes sure that he kisses you all over. up and down your spine, and across your shoulder. he just desperately wants you to know how much he worships you. when you’re later ready to leave, he will help you put on your shoes as well, with the same amount of playfulness.

“i think you’ve put a spell on me, baby.”

𝓐𝓵𝓫𝓮𝓭𝓸 — when you walk into the room he’s waiting in, he immediately compliments you, telling you how gorgeous you look, only for you to cut him off and say that you need help with the zipper. Without another word, he gets up to help you pull the zipper up. he does so with class, the zipper doesn’t get stuck once. When he finishes, he asks you to turn around for him. You have a flustered smile on your face, and his eyes are so full of love."

“you’re stunning, I wish I could paint this beautiful view”

[smilingangel582]

Yooo I'm still at a loss for the links and I'm sorry guys...I'm such a clutz, hehe~

☆anyway never mind that let's go down a other roller coaster of tickles with genshin impact. I wanted to right for Kaveh but loss inspiration at the moment... so guys pls bear with me I'll be writing for sweet kaveh soon!

Warning spoilers for fontaine version 4.0!

Ps. Are my fics so bad that Lyney still refuses to come to me!!! I want him, so I'll keep on writing till he comes to me! Heck, his C3 sister is waiting too nyaaaahaaa~

Magic is a performance of art with picturesque illusions. Lyney often became overwhelmed by Caeser's joy in magic as he taught him several aspects of it. Indeed, he began to love it as well... especially playing tricks on others' minds as he played on.

It'd often the smaller ones thst excited kids more. Picking mora from their ears, picking flowers out from under his cloak, he could fo ample things just to get the audience happy.

It's usually days when the big magic tricks would begin, most unexpectedly he feels nervous though he had a knack for avoiding troublesome thoughts. Only Lynette read him like a book...

"Lyney!"

The sharp tone made him look up instantly, startled by his loss of awareness as he was sipping tea at his place with the traveller. Freminet was missing as always, being engrossed in diving - perhaps he ought to learn how to relax from him as well.

Ever since the trial, he became anxious about doing grand performances. He did perfect it at practice, but...he was worried if someone would sabotage his show again and create another victim...

Seeing Aether tilt his head in question to ask how he's feeling, Lyney chuckled sheepishly. "Oh dear, sorry to zone out like this... I may have been preoccupied by the fact that Paimon's not tired of floating around"

"Hey, Paimon's floating his similar to you guys walking, you know!"

Seeing her indignant reaction, he thought he had drawn their attention away from him. Still, Lynette didn't even make an attempt to sound accusing as she calmly said, "You're rigid, brother... perhaps you're nervous after all"

"W-what..? Surely you jest... I'm just more concerned about Paimon's logic to floating, " his face darkened as he lowered his head to the side to avoid any misgivings though the opposite just convoluted.

"Hey, you better not mess with Paimon!" Paimon, being Paimon, ignorantly grumbled in her chirpy voice, sounding offended presumably. Still, Aether could sense his offensive tactic being seen through. He might find it more intriguing to see past the crumbling defence he built desperately...

He shook his head now. "Lyney, we're close enough to see through your act..."

"Ah, drats..." he smiled weakly, seeing how his sister and the traveller were onto him. Keeping his tea cup to its original place on the table, he began to reason.

Now his solid defence has a crack...

"Alright, alright, guys... I am human, so I'll admit I am nervous after the water tank incident, " he offered. Now Lynette stated slight concern in her cool tone,"It's not the same trick... so why are you that worried?"

Sighing, he bit his lip, as if he got scolded by a teacher, "Making mistakes, I guess?"

Aether noticed his stiffness. He could tell the young magician must have been traumatised by the death of Cowell. Either way, they came here to cheer him on. He wondered if he could do anything for him... something to perk him up.

"Lyney" Aether began now gesturing to Paimon. "Allow Paimon to massage your shoulders... to make you relax... she's good at that"

Paimon gasped at Aether audacity to make a request unbeknowst to her, "You little! Of course, you put this on Paimon...!"

Regardless, her starry gaze genuinely desired to help, so she began "Alright Lyney let Paimon loosen you up"

Lyney anxiously waved a hand. "Oh n-no need... It's not really necessary... I really don't have stiff shoulders..."

(Cute...)

Aether rolling his eyes said, "Come on Lyney, no more secrets its obvious they are stiff..."

Before Lyney could evade the offer, Paimon was already behind him. "Relaaax, Paimon is an expert masseur. She can make you lose your fears in a snap!" She removed the pegged Cape so easily, and began to descend.

Until he staggered away, immediately stiffened by her gentle fingers reaching for his shoulders.

"D-dont Paimon... its not necessary"

She couldn't even touch him when he slid off from the couch only to stand and face her, Paimon pouted "Awww but can't you trust Paimon?"

"I...uh... It's not t-trust..."

Lynette, seeing the obvious issue and she finally pointed out, "It's not you, Paimon. He's got ticklish shoulders..."

"Lynette!!"

The casual reply made him blush but only to let Paimon's curious eyes widen in wonder. She waves her arms in frantic excitement "Nooo way Lyney! You didn't tell us your ticklish!"

Extremely nervous, he lowered his hat to hide the blush "A-Arent we all Paimon...?"

Most of Paimon's giggled converted to menacing titters as she wiggled her fingers. "So come here and let Paimon make you relax in a better way"

He had not expected this situation to collapse on him like this. He backed a little too far to bump into a seated Aether's knees and fell, half on his lap.

"Oh dear my apologihihihiies -Wahahait!" He struggled to sit up and grab Aether's sneaking fingers prodding his sides.

His squeaks contagiously threatened to leave his lips as Aether was mischievous as well.

"Are the fatuus this weak to tickling? I must say that's a bit disadvantageous"

Paimon, floating towards Lyney's upper body, began to perform her special tickly massage on his shoulders "Waiit for Paimon Aether, she wants to tickle him too!"

"Ahahha guys plehehehease" he curled now bur Aether grabbed his hips and snickered at the stream of loud and sweet giggles, "as I was saying... we could make you spill any little secret from the house of the hearth right?"

"Ihihihin your dreheheeheams I'm nohohot thahahahat weheheheheak"

"Ahhh, tsk, tsk it's not about being weak... It's about how ticklish you are, " he taunted by kneading his ribs with pure intent to torture information out of him.

Poor Lyney, on the other hand, tried to roll to the ground, but Aether got up and pinned him further to the couch, now both of the ganging on him where he's cornered.

"Lynehehehehtte!" The twin sister peacefully finishes her tea before saying,"It's ironic how his worst spots are the most exposed areas. His armpits and thighs are pretty bad, you know"

Hearing this intel Paimon snickered "ehehehehe let Paimon excell her Paimonial wrath! Your armpits are Paimons now!!!" She charged in yo perfectly fit her small hands into his delicate armpits, she even blowed at his neck to make him squeal and hiccup into louder giggles and laughs.

"This was just to make you relax, so..." Aether teasingly swiped a finger over his thighs suddenly, making him shrill in shock and squeak, "Pleheheheease!"

"So no... at least not today, " he said this, and Paimon reluctantly backed off."That was for making fun of Paimon!"

Chuckling at her ridiculous high pitched complain Aether now cupped his cheeks to get a better look at his adorably blushing red face. "Teyvat to Lyney... you there~"

He still giggled as he said "Aaha yes, I must thank you, but... that was a bit much, wasn't it"

Meanwhile, Lynette coolly expressed, "Ignore him. He loves being tickled so you guys can knock yourselves out"

Lyney flustered now "Y-You can't just...!"

"Oh really?" Aether grabbed his shoulders now making him stiffen again "I thought I found a knot right here? Guess Paimon's masseur skills are still lacking"

"Hey!" One from Paimon.

"HEHehehey!" Another from a bewildered Lyney who giggled at the light touch now trying to move away.

"Ahahaha nohohot again! Nohohot thehehhe shoulders ahahahaha aehehehehther!"

"Let the magic begin!" Lynette smirked, joining the finale of wrecking her brother. None of them have the intention of letting Lyney go until he's cheered and satisfied.

Well... not that Lyney wanted it to stop... he liked this feeling...

[ticklystuff]

Could You do Lee Alhaitham and Ler Kaveh with Armpits as the spot? Your writing is so good!

send no more, thx!

ahhhh ofc! i love them so much and thank you! i hope you enjoy hehehe

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He really needed to pee.

Kaveh groaned as his bodily needs took over his drowsiness, eyes struggling to open as they adjusted to the bright morning sunlight that flooded his bedroom. He attempted to bring both of his hands to rub the sleep out of his eyes, only to realize that one arm was practically immobile, caught under what he soon realized was Alhaitham's own arm that draped over Kaveh's body. 

Alhaitham often slept in his own room due to Kaveh working through the night or because Kaveh snored, not that the blond actually believed those claims, but there were times when Kaveh would retire for the night before Alhaitham could return home and he would wake up to the scribe snuggling up to him. Excuses as to why he slept in Kaveh's bed usually include "my side was really noisy last night" or "I was exhausted and accidentally walked into your room without noticing". Whatever the real reason may be, Alhaitham often looked well-rested the next morning and if Kaveh was somehow the reason for that, he wouldn't mind sharing his tiny bed. 

Except now, Kaveh's trip to the bathroom was being delayed by the vice grip that Alhaitham had over him. The blond had managed to dislodge his other arm and was able to sit up slightly, but Alhaitham's arm draped over his waist prevented him from leaving. Kaveh shook lightly at his arm and tapped at his cheek, yet the softness of his breath and lack of response indicated that he was still in deep sleep. For someone that claimed to be a "feeble scholar", he sure was a strong cuddler.

"Alhaitham, c'mon," Kaveh half-whispered in urgency, now pulling at his exposed ear. There was a slight sense of guilt for having to wake the other so early in the morning, but Kaveh really needed to go.

There was barely an audible groan that was easy enough, but Kaveh looked down just to see Alhaitham's head shift slightly, eyes barely open as he looked up at Kaveh. "What?" he murmured groggily.

"Hey, come on, let go," Kaveh said with his half-whisper, tapping Alhaitham's arm hurriedly, "I need to- I need to pee."

Alhaitham continued to look at him listlessly, before shutting his eyes once more and burying his head back into Kaveh's side. "Liar," was all he mumbled weakly, sighing with content and resuming his soft breathing from earlier.

"Liar?!" Kaveh looked down at the other in disbelief. There was no reasoning with this man, sometimes. "Alhaitham, if you don't let go, I will prove that I'm not a liar and- Hehehey! W-What thahaha?" Kaveh suddenly yelped when he felt the fingers of Alhaitham's arm draped over his waist dig into his sides unexpectedly.

"You're so.. noisy," Alhaitham yawned, tightening his grip as Kaveh kicked and wiggled about on the bed to escape. 

"N-Nohoho!" Kaveh stifled his laughter, squirming in Alhaitham's grasp, before bringing his own hand to the underarm that was keeping him pinned to the bed and wiggling a few fingers where he could reach. He felt the tickle attack at his own side cease as Alhaitham tried to cover his own exposed tickle spot, all while trying to keep Kaveh trapped.

"Ehehehahaha!" came the muffled snickers as Alhaitham tried covering his face into Kaveh's side. Kaveh smiled to himself at the sight, watching as Alhaitham strained his arm in an attempt at keeping the blond in place, but ultimately failing due to the tickling. At this point, it wouldn't be difficult for Kaveh to dislodge himself, but he could spend a few more seconds messing with the scribe, enjoying the muffled squeals as his pointed fingers really dug into the sensitive underarm.

"K-Kahahavehehe, nohoho! D-Don't leheheave!"  Kaveh gave the scribe a few parting tickles as he finally slipped away, watching Alhaitham reach his arm out uselessly, before slumping forward where Kaveh initially sat. "You better come back," the blond could hear him whine sleepily.

Kaveh stopped for a moment and sighed amusedly. "Alright, alright," he promised from the doorway, before running to the bathroom and shutting the door.

[visionheld]

@stillgrows : "Kaveh, was it?" he asked as he slid into the seat beside the other. Last night was more of a blur than Kaeya had intended, but he hadn't counted on meeting someone he'd hit it off with so well at the bar. What was meant to be just a drink or two to begin his research of the Sumeru alcohol industry became several, and he was beginning to wonder if people in Mondstadt could hold their liquor as well as he thought. He lifted a hand in a small wave toward the owner as they made eye contact before focusing his lone blue eye on Kaveh once more. "I hope your roommate isn't too mad at me. He did seem a little..." Here, Kaeya trailed off, but it wasn't due to a lack of words—no, it was deliberate, allowing Kaveh the space to reveal more about himself.

Sumeru city is by no means a small town. Still, those who reside here are not entirely immune from getting used to seeing familiar faces. Especially if you’re considered famous and renowned like Kaveh, most people seem to know who you are before you’ve even said a word of introduction. It doesn’t help that the architect tends to spend all his nights in the same tavern. Kaveh loves his life and where he lives it. As miserable as it can be, he wouldn’t trade it for the world. Even so, he would be lying if he said he wasn’t relieved to meet someone new for once. 

Meeting someone from an entirely different region of Teyvat is even more appealing. Kaveh isn’t entirely unfamiliar with Mondstadt, but he’s exclusively learnt about it in books. Meeting a local is an opportunity he doesn’t come upon often. So Kaveh had easily welcomed the other with open arms the night prior.��

Kaveh is just as welcoming as Kaeya ( Was it Kaeya? Truthfully the details of last night got hazy after the third glass of wine. ) approaches him a second time. The blonde smiles as Kaeya sits beside him, appearing in a warm and amiable mood. However that mood immediately sours the moment Alhaitham is mentioned.

“ Don’t get me started. ” Kaveh punctuates this with a swift swig of his wine, downing the entire glass in one gulp. When he speaks again there’s a slight slur in his speech. “Alhaitham’s a real…a real piece of work.”

He doubts Alhaitham is actually mad at Kaeya. Or if he was, the ire has long since passed. The scribe has an awful temper, but he rarely lets things linger like that. Grudges get in the way of logic and productivity. Most of the time for minor grievances he’ll just let it go. He just happens to have the most unpleasant personality on the planet and never forgets a damn thing. 

Besides, it’s not like Kaeya actually did anything wrong. He was just an innocent bystander. The mess last night was all Kaveh’s fault and Alhaitham knows that. If he were here now he’d probably say something irritating like ‘Kaveh’s emotional instability and alcoholism isn’t Kaeya’s responsibility.’ Kaveh can picture it so vividly in that insufferable know it all voice he has. 

But what does he know, huh? Kaveh bets Alhaitham doesn’t even know why he was so upset to start drinking in the first place. He bets he doesn’t know any of the fascinating things about Mondstadt that Kaeya told him last night. Bet he doesn't even know they make wine out of dandelion seeds over there.

No, he probably knows all that. That bastard knows everything.

“ Boss! ” Kaveh calls out to Lambad across the room, raising his empty glass. “ I'll have another! And keep them coming! ...Please. ”

The blonde only remembers his manners last minute, already too far gone to keep up appearances without a conscious effort. Ordinarily he wouldn't bother, but -- While he has his foreign acquaintance is beside him, he'd like to do his best to make a good impression. Though it might be too late for that, considering Kaeya was there to see Alhaitham throw Kaveh over his shoulder to take him home last night. Archons, what a mess...

Once his fifth glass is poured out and sipped from, Kaveh returns to his original subject.

“ I don't know why I ever decided to be friends with him back at the Akademiya. He's always been like this, bad tempered, rude, and stubborn. ”

“ You know I was pretty much his only friend back in those days. I guess I just...felt bad for him. He was so brilliant, even back then... But it felt like there was a vast desert of distance between him and everyone else. At the time, I think I just wanted to see if I could bridge that gap. But that was my mistake. ”

Kaveh scowls down at his reflection in the burgundy colored wine before downing it all again. He doesn't want to think about Alhaitham anymore tonight. He doesn't want to think anymore tonight period. He just needs to get a few more drinks in and it'll all fade away. It always does.

“ But enough about me... ” He offers Kaeya a lopsided smile, raising his elbow to the table and resting his face on his hand. “ I wanna know more about you! You're probably the most- ” Kaveh hiccups. “ --The most interesting person I've met since the traveler came to the city. What's it like being a knight? Being a calvary captain sounds so glamorous. But I imagine it has it downsides just like any other job. ”