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[ihrtnemi]

The Winds Have Changed

In where you are dating Kaedehara Kazuha and you both decided to create a couple bucket list, without him knowing about your illness. CW: Angst - Mentions of terminal illness - Kazuhaxreader WC: 696 Header: https://ph.pinterest.com/pin/587930926370672569/ Authors Note: Short story for Kazuha! hope you guys like it! Please try to request some story ideas from different fandoms! i'd love to write for different characters! DO NOT REPOST/REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED

“Promise me?” I looked at him with desperation, holding my pinky finger up to his face.

He chuckles a little, “Mhm, I promise!” he said as he intertwined our pinkies together. 

Me and Kazuha were sitting on a mountain top in Liyue, he looked so peaceful sitting there. His hair being softly blown away by the gentle breeze that the mountain carried, his eyes shining bright as the sun slowly set. 

I felt so fuzzy and warm at that moment, I wished that these moments could last just a bit longer. 

—

“Let's fill up this bucket list, shall we?” Kazuha asked me as we sat together on the bed of the room that we rented for the night. 

“We shall!” I smiled at him and he smiled back. 

“We should put picnic dates on the list, my love” he suggested. 

“Oh! That's a good idea, we should visit Fontaine too!” 

We both kept listing fun activities to our bucket list for couples, having a good laugh from time to time. 

“Do you think that's it, my love?” he asked as he kissed my forehead. 

“Nope, there's one last thing!” I looked at him grinning. 

“What is it?” he looked at me confused. 

I took the small notebook from him and started writing. I started to hide whatever I was writing in the notebook. 

“Now, guess.” I looked at him expectantly. 

“A baking date?” 

“I'm getting impatient,” I stared at the notebook. 

“But I only guessed one ti-” He was cut off by me showing the notebook to his face. 

As he was reading the bucket list, his face blushed as he saw the last activity. 

“Getting married.” 

—

That was a year ago and now, I was laying on a hospital bed. The doctor told me I didn't have much time left, he told me that I had a year left max. 

As the doctor talked to me about my illness, Kazuha burst through the doors of the room. 

“What do you mean a year?” he exclaimed. 

“Kazuha?” 

“What does he mean by a year?” He looked at me with worry and anger. 

“I'll leave you two alone,” the doctor in front of me said as he walked out of the room. 

—

That was the day Kazuha found out about my illness. 

Every day of my last year, he spent his time with me. As the last year of my life passed, Kazuha showered me with love and happiness and I couldn't be any happier.

“Kazuha-” I managed to mutter as I kept coughing. 

“Yeah?” he turned towards me with concern. “Do you want water?” he asked me. 

I nod and he rushes to give me water. 

“Can we finish the bucket list?” I asked him. 

“Honey, We should focus on getting you better.”

“Kazuha, it’s terminal.” I told him.

“Stop saying that, please?” 

“I just want to finish the list before I die,” 

“Stop it!” he told me sternly. 

—

A few days passed, ever since that encounter with Kazuha. With no doubt, I was also getting worse each day. 

Today happened to be my last. 

I was in Kazuha's arms, coughing rapidly as he tried carrying me out the house to run to the hospital. 

“Kazuha! It's no use and you know it! Please just let me spend the rest of my time peacefully.” 

He then sat down on the ground, with me in his arms. 

Kazuha started crying, tears streaming down his pale face. I reached my hands out to cup his cheeks. 

“Don't cry,” I told him. 

“I love you!” he said to me as he hugged me closer.

I felt content with my last moments, I was silently admiring Kazuha's face.  

“Can we finish something on the bucket list?” 

“Yeah yeah, what is it?” he looked at me smiling as tears ran down his face. 

“Let's get married? Please? You promised me we’d do everything on the bucket list.”

He started crying even more, “Yes, let's get married.” he choked on his words.

“Will you marry me?” 

“Yes,” 

He then kissed me one last time. A long and passionate kiss, filled with love before I felt myself slowly slipping away from the world.

[bleedingwhiteroses222]

— drunk confessions.

kazuha x gn reader

part 1. part 2.

warnings: golden apple event spoilers(?), cursing, alcohol, fluff, slightly suggestive

“Venti, what was in that drink??”

“Err, he might’ve drunk one of my cocktails..?”

Your face felt hot as a very drunk Kazuha clung onto you, giggling randomly and cooing your name while leaning uncomfortably close to your face.

“Y/nnnn~ hic- look at meee,” he whined tugging on your shirt while turning his head to try to catch your eyes. You felt as if you were about to burst from all the affection.

“Heh, seems as if you don’t mind Kazuha’s drunk antics though,” Venti giggled, eyeing your arms wrapped around Kazuha’s waist, while he clung onto you.

“Oh my archons, Venti! Guess what?”

“What, Y/n?”

“Shut the fuck up,” you hissed, face hot with embarrassment. Your other friends giggled, as Venti feigned being hurt.

“Y/nnn~” Kazuha drawled, tracing your lips with a finger.

Fuck.

You could hear snickering coming from the others as you shot a glare at them.

“What is it?” you sighed, finally looking into Kazuha’s eyes, though you almost immediately regretted it.

His eyelids were drooped as he stared intensely at your lips, almost hungrily. Glancing up at you he giggled and puckered his lips.

“Kiss!”

Oh my archons. He’s too cute…

“Hehehe, you heard him Y/n, give the big baby a kiss!” Paimon cooed while you dug your face into Kazuha’s neck, hiding your expression from the teasing looks being sent your way.

“Kissss- hic- k-kiss,” Kazuha pouted.

“Shut up Kazu, you’re drunk,” you mumbled into his neck. You could hear your friends resuming their conversation about the island and such as you looked up again.

“Y/n…”

“What now, Kazuha?” You sighed glancing at his flushed face.

His hands cupped your warm cheeks as he leaned closer to your face, staring deep into your eyes. You gulped as he leaned dangerously closer to you.

Softly, he brushed his lips against yours, kissing you for a beautiful moment, a moment where everything and everyone froze, a moment where it was only you and Kazuha, and a moment that didn’t last long enough. Kazuha leaned back and giggled with red hues decorating his beautiful face. Fuck, you were burning up. The lingering feeling of his soft lips stayed, your hand reaching up to brush your lips tentatively, feeling the tingling of a few seconds ago.

You can’t take this anymore.

Abruptly standing up, you dragged Kazuha to the stairs, feeling him stumble beside you as ooo-ing could be heard behind you.

You led him to the balcony, opening the door and then closing it behind you, inhaling a breath of cool air. “H-hic- Y/n…?” You turned to face Kazuha, then pulled him towards you, smashing your lips together once more. Your lips tugged and melded against each other, panting and soft hums being heard from both persons.

He bit your bottom lip, tugging and rolling it softly between his teeth. Your breath hitched as your mouth opened, allowing Kazuha to slip his tongue inside. Your tongues intertwined sensually as you continued kissing each other hungrily, as if you could never get enough.

You wove your fingers through his hair, tugging and pulling at it, making Kazuha release small mewls into your mouth. Unfortunately, you had to part for air, as the two of you panted, your foreheads pressed together in a comfortable silence.

“Y/n..” He whispered, tilting your chin up, directing your gaze into his eyes. “Hm..?” You hummed.

Ah, he was too beautiful, his messy hair strewn over his shoulders, ponytail having fallen apart moments ago from your tugging. His eyes, like crimson jewels staring into your own with such emotion it could make you overheat on the spot. His lips, the soft pink lips that easily sang words of poetry, the lips that captured yours so easily, bringing you into a hopeless love filled daze.

“I love you.”

You hoped it wasn’t just the alcohol in his system making him say these things, because you just couldn’t resist whispering the confession back, letting the walls fall down, letting vulnerability slip out.

—

“Damn, what took y’all so long?” Xinyan wiggled her brows as you sat down, Kazuha back to clinging onto you. “Needed to get fresh air,” you said dismissively. “With Kazuha?” Lumine pointed out teasingly. “Shut up,” you flushed.

Kazuha giggled and started pressing kisses all over your neck and face. “Mine, mine, mine~” he sang in between each kiss. You grumbled, heat once again rising in your face.

“Oh??” Venti smirked at the lovesick birds, noticing the change in your demeanors.

“All of you, shut up.”

[sakiiixos-blog]

- kazuha reacting to you crying at night

fem!reader / angst/comfort

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— there you were, on the bed you and kazuha shared, sobbing your eyes out. just why were you crying exactly? it’s quite simple, you simply had a memory of something horrible and had gotten emotional over it. kazuha had left to use the bathroom a couple seconds ago, so you had no comfort at the moment.

just when you were about to wipe your eyes, a hand suddenly grabbed your wrist and another hand had wrapped around your waist.

—“love? are those tears I see, streaming down your face?” kazuha’s attractive voice had suddenly made you sob a bit more, leaning into him.

— after a few more seconds, you and kazuha were laying together in bed, cuddling the hell out of each other.

- just as you were about to fall asleep, his arm that was around you clenched tightly, almost squeezing you.

—“ k..kazuha?” you had said, surprised that you didn’t answer it weirdly.

- “hm. I want answers. why were you crying, love?” he had suddenly asked, earning a gulp from you.

- “n..no reason! something was in my eye—“ you were cutoff by kazuha immediately. -“ i know you weren’t crying about that, don’t lie..”

- stiffening up your body, you sighed in defeat and hugged him tighter, making him grunt in happiness.

-once you explained the reason, he had told you so many good and positive things it made you almost cry once again. ending the conversation in a kiss, you both had fell asleep.

you guys are

—perfect.

—————

OH MY GOD

[asyliah]

KazuhaxReader

𓇥 𓂃 ⚠️ NSFW⸝⸝ Drunk sex

YALL SAW THE NEW EVENT RIGHT???? KAZUHA DRUNK?? PLUS THE PLEASE AND WHINES?!`?`!|÷&$ A THOUSAND OF THOUGHTS RUSHING THROUGH MY VEINS WITH THAT AUDIO. KAZUHA DRUNK SEX! EITHER HE IS THE BOTTOM OR TOP, HE ALWAYS WHINE WITH THOSE PITCHY AND BREATHY VOICE.

[gold-rhine]

I was at first lukewarm to the concept is kazuha as a babygirl but your kazuhaxreader fic genuinely wormed its way inch my brain and made me fall in love with him. I got him and his sword 🥹

hell yeaah my "kazuha is the best babygirl" propaganda is working. congrats on getting him, he's legitimately the most broken support even aside from being sweetest babygirl princess. tho his sword is not necessary tbh, 4 star craftable sword is very good on him

like i personally considered getting his sword, but like. it kinda highkey clashes with him visually, so i didn't. its a good sword tho and remember that you can use it on other EM scalers too, like Jean or Alhaitham, etc

[rushipedia]

Hello!! I would like to request some Kitsune!KazuhaXReader headcanons or a little something, it doesn't have to be long! Istg he works so well as a kitsune- Please take your time with this, that is if you decide to go with it, declining is perfectly fine as well! -Mei (I hope its allowed to sign off with a nickname!!)

Kitsune!Kazuha x Reader

A/N: OMG I AGREE MEI...welcome to the anon list!! Since kitsune are known to be tricksters, I think Kazuha as a Kitsune would bring out the more mischievous glint in his eye... he's not as airy and mellow as he seems to be!! Kitsune or not. >:)

Gender-neutral reader for everyone's enjoyment!! Requests are open!! pls send one I'm so bored..ill give u a kiss... :O:O:O!!1!1! (or just say something! I will reply as long as its not inappropriate LOL)

Kitsune Kazuha would be very mischievous.

But mischievous in a way that he could easily play innocent.

Maybe around you, he lets loose a little bit, but nobody would believe you because their beloved wandering-samurai-kitsune is just so polite and proper.

I feel like if you were rather outgoing or timid- just someone who doesn't like to be bothered, maybe this would start out as something of casual enemies to lovers!

But the playful kind. Where you have picnics and yell gentle insults to each other when nobody is around.

Maybe he uses his tails to protect himself when he sleeps.

If you're close enough, maybe he uses them to protect you and keep you warm, too.

You probably travel together! Some days are spent fighting enemies and then patching each other up, and some are spent sitting quietly while he writes and recites poems.

Just because he's slightly more mischievous doesn't mean he's lost his poem drive!

Sometimes the poems are about you. Sometimes they're cleverly masked insults, sometimes they're cleverly masked love confessions.

Maybe he would fall in love first if you're not some hopeless romantic. He's just drawn to the way you banter with each other.

You've probably worked together to play a couple of pranks on the Inazuma locals, but they would never have guessed it was Kazuha.

If you get accused of being the culprit, he will step up to say he was also responsible (if he's feeling particularly nice, maybe he will take all of the blame).

However, it doesn't affect his reputation anyway. He is too beloved.

Make him some tea! Something warm to eat! It's rare that he gets a homecooked meal. He'll return the favor.

He might be a little slow to kiss you.

Hugs are probably more frequent. He's a very good hugger. He's had to say goodbye to many near and dear people. He might hug you for a little too long, don't say anything.

Back to kisses- your first kiss would probably be after some banter. Or maybe he writes a more blunt poem confessing his love- just so you don't misconstrue it as something else this time.

They might be chaste and frequent. Sometimes he'll be nice and give you an actual kiss.

His words can be harsh, but his hands are gentle. He loves you.

There is only warmth and affection in his eyes when he looks at you, and he'll do anything to protect you.

You've become his everything.

rushipedia ☆ 2021

[geewintg]

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Ship: kazuhaxreader

Warning: Irodori Festival spoilers

Reminder: You aren't Traveller (Lumine/Aether)

There was a boy at the port, hair dripped with cecilia white, and eyes as red as the burning sunset sky around the sun, or perhaps the fallen maple leaf during autumn as it gazes softly in the far distance. Cecilia flowers aren't native in Liyue but you remembered how a bouquet of them was basked under the early sun one morning beside the kitchen window where the view of the sea and the port could be seen. It may be a fading memory, but you will never forget the pleasant fragrance upon entering the kitchen as fresh morning dew clung to its petals, meaning your mother had just filled the vase with water to keep the flower sent by father from losing its vitality.

Seeing a slimer of his silver head would send you back a trip to memory lane.

Captain Beidou's ship was once again parked in the docks. You would ever so catch a glimpse of a figure propped on the ship's porch, leg folded as he rests his bandaged arm on his knee while he let the other dangle loosely, neck craned to the sky, watching the clouds pass by aimlessly. You often wonder as you pass by the kitchen window and see him always looking up, what does he think about?

One afternoon, you let the kitchen window open. The bustling of the port was an aesthetic background music to let the time pass by as you kneed bread, together with the soft brushes of waves against the sides of ships and the stone harbor. The creak of wooden decks as bells chimes, the flap of flags as they folded, the call of seagulls and mingling humans alike. This is why you love the port; the reason why you chose to be near the sea than the grandeur of the solitude manor up with your parent's hill.

You hear a bell, and a specific solid, commanding voice yelling "oy" and the cheers of children chanting a well-known name. Instantaneously, you peeked from your window, the soft sea breeze blowing the fringe of your hair as a large ship docked.

Your eyes were drawn by the silver hair peeking from the deck. You smiled. Your day suddenly felt better after handling a previous stingy customer. Unfortunately, your bell chimed, signalling a customer.

You had to strain your eyes away and back to the front desk where your baked goods were displayed, decorated. A sweet small talk of asking each other's day, the customer went on their way after sharing a few laughs. Your eyes drew itself towards the window that viewed the docks. The angle has changed, but you could see him gaze up again.

The red streak of his hair was played by the wind as he closed his eyes and relished it. Like a red maple leaf in autumn. The sight was breathtaking.

You hummed yourself a tune as you packed a pastry inside an intricately designed box to be picked-up by someone from Yanshang Teahouse.

~~

The door bell chimes and you turned around to greet the customer with the usual mellow smile. People in the harbor, usually early birds as to their motto of mora is equivalent to time, would walk in with either a serious or a delirious face. The teahouses would be the first one to go by people who had no time to brew their own concoction to get by the day. Usually, tea is paired with desserts so you made sure to create a special treat to sell in the morning that turned out to be a hit--pastries with cocoa.

As you spun around, your soul jumped out of your skin. The familiar figure of a red and white outlander samurai stood on the other side of the front desk. He reviewed the ceilings with those soft eyes of his who would look far out in the distance. His nose crinkled ever so slightly, pleasantly taking in the scent of hot buns and sweet sprinkles of sugar. It was strong, but the subtleties of the other things around the room blended to create a harmonious tune that is fresh and addicting. Due to its familiarity, your nose never picked it up, only noticing the smell of baked pastries in the oven when it's ready. But for the samurai, it brought him a whole new sense of wanting to stay.

He walked to the counter and drummed his fingers along the wood, looking at every pastry display on the menu. The scent wasn't familiar, it was new, but for some reason, it was inviting--it was like home. Home... He already relinquished all his claims on the Kaedehara properties, everything, he told Sara to distribute those goods to those in need. As he is a vagabond, he is in no need of that now.

Home is like a far distant dream for home is wherever he is. Not his homeland. Yet a place he had no ties, or relation, a place he only came once, have so much tone, have so much ambience that he, himself, a wanderer, was tempted to call it home.

"Beidou said you had the best pastries around here. I'd like to give it a try."

"Oh, I-uh, uhm, sure!" You chirped, fiddling at the sudden appearance of a figure you once looked at a distance, now right in front of you.

He hummed in thought as he read the one of the names out loud. "Bloom Cakes. Is the ingredients, perhaps, came from Inazuma?"

"Yes..." Silence dropped and you looked down, rubbing your thumbs with each other. You suddenly forgot how to stand still, and the ever growing heartbeat thumped wildly against your chest. Peeking beneath your lashes, you asked the samurai, "W-would you like to try it?"

There was a newly out-in-the-market pink edible petals that hailed from Inazuma once the Sakoku Decree was abolished. The locals used it for various dishes and desserts. As a baker yourself, the new ingredient tempted you to experiment with it for new selling dishes, like how people would use slime drops as a cooking material, at least, it's not as bad as the latter.

"May I?"

"Yes, yes! Of course. Here you go." You handed him a bag of it and he gratefully accepted it.

It was brief, but you felt your finger brushed against his bandaged ones and you felt heat rush to your cheeks. Quickly retreating, you turned around and pretended to restock a tray even though it's still full. After it, you fanned your face and blew a deep breath, letting the redness of your face subside, but you took a quick look in the corner of your eyes as he carefully took a bite from it.

You could see he expressions, his antics, his subtle movements from this close, unlike looking out in the window and seeing him from the ship. He closed his eyes as he chewed, trying to expound the richness of its tastes. He moaned in delight.

You smiled, satisfied, as you puff out a breath you didn't know you were holding. It was like being in a cooking contest and waiting for the judge's verdict. But you're glad he liked it.

It would be a charming if he would come visit again like this.

[shiny-chan2]

Genshin impact fanfic written by an ai

#genshinimpact#xiaoxreader#kazuhaxreader#daddygotthemilk#fiskespö

[mikanjikan]

The Song of the Snow (KazuhaxReader)

Of course my baby Kazuha has to be the first post <3

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

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The pure white snow of Dragonspine always seemed to sing a beautiful melody to Kazuha. It was sometimes sad, sometimes solemn. The soft smile on his face as the flakes grazed his flushed cheeks told you so, even if you could not hear it yourself. As if to make a poetic excuse, he would laugh, claiming that the flecks of white brought him back to his clan, to the cherry blossoms that bloomed throughout the year in the city, or his beloved maple leaves in the garden- sweet and fragrant as they are. But you know the truth. 

Snow reminds him of the warm nights spent cuddling together. The countless hours of resting in each other’s embrace as the thunder roared beyond the walls of the resistance-issued home you two once resided in. And of the comforting song of the past carried upon the cold wind. 

A quiet whisper of “I love you” drifts upon his gentle lips as he cuddles closer, ignoring the wretched longing feeling in his own being. Calm, my faltering heart, for we carry not our own ambitions, but the ambitions of a friend we cannot forget.

“Of the gentle snow,

I will always remember

The warmth of our home”

And so your hand finds his, and his lips find yours. Alas, this is the warmth of my home.

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It was cringe I know. If anyone had a bad day maybe this helped? Requests are open please give me ideas :D

[koiir]

HELLOOOO CAN I BE ADDED TO THE TAGLIST OF UR HEIZOU/KAZUHAXREADER

Yup!

[bleedingwhiteroses222]

— rosy cheeks and the morning sun.

kazuha x gn reader

part 1. part 2.

this is a part two of drunk confessions !

warnings: cursing, slightly suggestive, idk how to write kissing, fluff

Vision blurred and head spinning, Kazuha opened his eyes, blinking slowly, registering the first rays of the early morning sun shining softly through the window.

Still engulfed in the lull of sleep, he closed his eyes again and cuddled back into the- wait a minute…

His eyes shot open, immediately noticing the unfamiliar setting, realizing he was lying comfortably in a…bed? What was going on?

Feeling something tighten its hold around his body, Kazuha almost jumped out of bed in shock before realizing it was just you.

He strained his memory, hoping to regain some sense as to why he was lying in bed with you in a unfamiliar room.

His face went beet red at some interesting, ideas as to what..activities, the two of you might’ve partook in- no no snap out of it Kazuha, don’t entertain such vulgar thoughts.

…Though he was not opposed to the idea-

“Mmm…Kazu?”

He immediately felt his face take on a red hue, shaking himself out of his dirty fantasies.

Focusing his gaze back on you he couldn’t help but let out a little chuckle. Shirt slightly falling over your shoulder, hair tousled, and with the appearance of one who just woke up (which you in fact, did just wake), you groggily looked up into his face, eyes slowly adjusting to the morning sun.

“Good morning, Y/n.” His expression softened into a small smile. Kazuha relaxed, falling back into your hold. Although his face seemed unable to rid of the rosiness…

You smiled and cuddled into him once more.

“Morning, my love.”

Blushing at the nickname, Kazuha continued, asking the question that had been plaguing his mind for the past few minutes.

“If I may ask, er, what happened last night? I can’t seem to recall much at the moment.”

Now it was your turn for the heat to creep up your face, remembering the events that took place the night before.

Noticing this, instantly it felt like Kazuha’s face was on fire. So did we-

“Ah well,” you cleared your throat. “You accidentally drank Venti’s cocktails, and got drunk.”

Ah, that would explain the fuzziness and mild headache.

Wait.

A sudden suspicion popped up into Kazuha’s thoughts, instantly feeling embarrassment creeping over him.

Could he have accidentally- confessed?

Fuck. At least that’d explain the current predicament.

“And did I er- say, anything? Or, you know, do anything?” He asked, feeling a bit nervous and hoping he didn’t embarrass himself too much.

You giggled.

Oh no.

“Heh, you were really giggly and clingy. Kept asking me for a kiss,” you smirked up at his blushing face.

“And then- well..” You faltered, feeling your face heat up.

Oh. OH. Dear Barbatos…

Kazuha felt the sudden rush of memories coming back.

The cuddling. The teasing from his companions. The-

He hid his face in the crook of your neck.

“Shit.”

You started to laugh as Kazuha reminisced on everything.

The kissing. The confessions. Oh my archons he really did seem to make a fool out of himself.

“Don’t be so embarrassed, I found it pretty cute.”

Kazuha groaned, turning his head back to look at you. “Well, that was definitely not how I planned on confessing to you. But, all’s well that ends well, I suppose.”

He smiled at you, getting over the humiliation and focusing on the present, which was you.

You smiled back at him, before leaning forward and placing a soft kiss on his lips, pulling him closer.

Kazuha felt as if his heart was about to beat out of his chest.

This was when he completely melted. The softness of your lips, the gentle hold you had on him. He wished to wake to your beautiful face every morning to come. He wished the moment could last forever.

Your lips tugging and pulling at the other, letting light hums escape time to time, the warmth and comfort of each other’s love had you both letting the carefully guarded vulnerability seep out through ways words could never describe.

You cupped his face as he tangled his hands in your hair, allowing the kiss to get more passionate. You allowed Kazuha’s tongue into your mouth, feeling your heart jump at each press of your intertwined muscles. Lips molding into each other, your breaths running out from the desperation of another.

Unfortunately, oxygen was needed as you both reluctantly part for air, panting lightly while gazing deeply into the other’s eyes.

“Kazuha?”

“Yes, dove?”

“Did you mean it, when you told me that you loved me?” A pit of nervousness gathered in your stomach.

He felt warmth creeping up again.

“Yes.” He smiled softly, caressing your face gently. “I love you, more than you could ever imagine.”

Smiling in relief, you leaned closer to his lips once again. “And I, love you more than any universe could allow.”

With that, the new lovers connected their lips once more, basking in each other’s presence.

—

“Where the hell are they?” Lumine sighed in exasperation, shaking her head. “They’re ten minutes late.”

“They’re probably fu- mmph!” Paimon covered Xinyan’s mouth with haste, looking at Fischl and Mona nervously with a apologetic smile.

“These mere peasants dare keep thy Prinzessin awaiting for thou? I do have pressing matters to attend to with thy Immernachtreich blooming upon thine people,” Fischl huffed. “Mein Fräulein means, she would like to hurry up and go on the adventure,” Oz translates.

“Shall I divinate the answer?” Mona pulled her scryglass out.

“Look! There they are!” Paimon pointed at the two figures approaching them.

“Sorry we’re late,” you grinned. “Got caught up in some stuff.”

“Stuff, huh?” Xinyan took a teasing glance at Kazuha, who simply looked away to hide the growing blush dusting his face.

“Would the stuff happen to be Kaz-” “Okay!” Lumine cleared her throat, clapping her hands together.

“Let’s get on with the adventure!”

As the others went ahead, you couldn’t help but intertwine your hand with Kazuha’s, feeling comfort in his touch.

“Are you two coming or not?” Xinyan yelled back at the pair.

“Yeah, yeah, we’re coming,” you laughed. Sharing a smile with Kazuha, the two of you ran to catch up, ready to embark on a new adventure.

[geewintg]

0/3 Hello!! I’m once again posting another writing commission! It’ll be open until updated and stated to closed. I want to get ready for college and help with financials with my college materials soooo I’ll be in your care! Examples of my works: ao3 fandom sky cotl ao3 fandom genshin lisaxreader ao3 fandom genshin kazuhaxreader some works posted on my wall