#lavie.txt

[laviethepooh]

summary. working with your rival alhaitham is one thing, but getting sick while working on a project is another.

ft. alhaitham x gn!reader (ft. your best friend kaveh)

cw. modern!au, rivals to lovers

wc. 2.4k

notes. grey >>>>> gray but of course the ugly version is the american way of doing things. anyway kaveh and i are besties, you can ask hoyoverse about it <33 also alhaitham might be very ooc i wouldn’t know, i have to do a bunch of quests to do the archon quest-

“and for our last pair, we’ll have y/n and alhaitham,” the teacher announced, fixing his glasses.

you shot your head in his direction in disbelief. he didn’t seem too fazed about it which made you confused. of course, having two of the smartest students in the class working together would produce incredible results, but you couldn’t imagine working with him by choice. you were best friends with his roommate kaveh and all the two of you would talk about is how insufferable he was. alhaitham always did things perfectly and it did nothing more than anger you, especially if he ended up doing better than you.

at the end of class, you approached your new partner.

“well, i guess we should plan a day to work. would it work to do it at your place or something? they turned off the heating at my place.” you said, scratching the back of your head.

you were partially asking because it was true, the heating was out and since it was winter, it was way too cold to focus, and partially asking because you knew kaveh would be there as well. you hoped that kaveh would make things less awkward because the tension would be inevitable.

without even looking at you, he responded, “sure. just make sure you don’t get distracted by kaveh. we’ll meet at 3 tomorrow then.”

and without letting you respond, he walked out of the class, leaving you dumbfounded. you supposed you’d just have to go with his plans since you doubted he would even listen to you if you suggested something else.

you prepared some of your project that day in preparation for working with alhaitham. you had felt a little dizzy when you woke up and throughout the day, but assumed nothing of it. when it was almost 3, you sent a text to kaveh letting him know that you would be coming and when you walked up to the door, you were glad that kaveh was the one that opened it for you.

“where’s alhaitham,” you asked as you went inside, not seeing your gray-haired partner.

kaveh shrugged and gave you a sly grin. “i made him get groceries so we could hang out for a bit.”

you broke out into a smile. “thank god. just thinking about having to work with him makes me so stressed.”

he rolled his eyes. “that’s literally what i’m saying. anyway, we should put on a show or something-”

the two of you turned to the door when you heard the jingle of keys and the lock clicking.

“oh my god,” kaveh whispered to you, “why is he here so early?”

you looked back at him with wide eyes, “how am i supposed to know?”

the door opened to an alhaitham with bags of groceries.

“oh,” he said, monotonously, “you’re here.”

he gave the several bags of groceries to kaveh who almost fell due the weight of all of them. your partner then ushered you into the kitchen where you could see several papers stacked on top of each other. despite the number of papers and items there were, it seemed to be an extremely neat table. like the true gentleman he was, he offered you a seat and you placed all of your own research onto the table.

“kaveh!” he barked out to the poor kaveh who was putting the groceries away. “go buy dinner or something!”

you sent kaveh an sos signal through your eyes and he matched it. but unfortunately, he didn’t have much of a choice but to leave the two of you alone since he knew alhaitham would get mad if he didn’t have the perfect working environment.

now that it was just the two of you in the apartment, you got to work on the project. the preparations went smoothly and alhaitham seemed impressed that you had already come somewhat prepared. similarly, you were glad to see that he had held up his part of the project.

however, as the day continued, you noticed your head started to feel a bit heavy. you kept drinking water, hoping that it was simply dehydration, but then you started to feel much colder than you did in the morning and were starting to feel chills.

“hey.” you poked your partner. “did the air conditioner come on or something? why is it so cold?”

he looked at you with an eyebrow raised. “no? it’s winter, why would we turn on the air conditioner? did you not bring a jacket?”

you shook your head in response and alhaitham got up from his chair and into his room. when he came out, he was carrying the school sweatshirt and held it out to you. you stared at it, wondering why he was showing it to you. was this supposed to be some sort of motivation for the project?

“put it on. you said you were cold.”

oh.

you took the hoodie, muttering a small thanks and put it on. you didn’t feel much better, but you definitely felt a bit warmer with it on and could smell his cologne. you continued to work while wearing his hoodie, but you could slowly feel that your condition was worsening. were you seriously sick? but the presentation needed to be finished…

“y/n?”

though your head was cloudy, you could hear your partner call your voice out. his voice was indicating he was annoyed. you rested your head in your arms, mumbling something about a 5 minute break. you heard him scoff.

5 minutes must have passed, because you could feel someone trying to shake you awake.

“y/n?”

you mumbled something again, but it was probably incoherent. your head was throbbing and pins and needles were attacking your whole body. you felt a cold hand press against your forehead.

“you’re burning up. are you feeling alright? you need some rest.” you could hear alhaitham speak, but none of it was comprehensible.

you felt your chair get pushed back and alhaitham lift you up. your whole body felt heavy and you could barely get your arms to wrap around his neck for stability. he tried to put you down, but you resisted, clinging onto him. eventually, your drowsiness won you over and you let go and your head fell onto soft pillows.

“oh my god, why would you put them on your bed???”

someone’s screeching voice woke you up. you felt terrible. your headache was worse than before and chills were running up and down your whole body.

“can you be quiet? although with that loud voice of yours, i’m sure y/n’s already awake by now.”

“i’ll pretend you didn’t say that if you give me some of the soup you made.”

“it’s for y/n.”

“yeah, i think you made more than enough for just one person. let me have some!”

“i said be quiet!”

you sat up, but your whole body felt like it was made out of lead. walking over to the kitchen felt much harder than it should have, but you needed to tell kaveh and alhaitham to shut up. you also needed a glass of water or something.

“y/n!” kaveh raced over to you. “did that stupid alhaitham overwork you?”

his voice was ringing in your head and you held up a hand to signify that you wanted to be quieter and he mumbled a “my bad.”

���no, i must have just been sick, i dunno,” you murmured as you staggered to the kitchen.

alhaitham handed you a glass of water and you downed the whole thing. you felt a bit more hydrated, but that wasn’t anything compared to how the rest of your body was feeling. you wanted to cry. you still needed to work on the project, even if you weren’t behind schedule and you weren’t in the comfort of your own home either.

“hey kaveh,” alhaitham ordered, “go get some medicine for y/n.”

kaveh grumbled something incoherent and slammed the door before peeking his head out to apologize to you (but not alhaitham) and then it was just you and alhaitham left in the apartment.

the two of you stood in silence for a moment before alhaitham handed you a hot bowl of soup and spoke up.

“i’m sorry, i didn’t realize that you were ill. i would have postponed the meeting if i had known.”

you shook your head and immediately regretted it as your head throbbed again. “i didn’t realize i was sick either. it’s not your fault. and thanks for taking care of me.”

“no, i think it is my fault. i had overworked you.”

“no, it’s not your fault, i have a bad immune system.”

alhaitham let out an amused sigh. “you’re really never gonna let me win, are you?”

you chuckled hoarsely, “i guess i can’t help it.”

you sat down on the couch, knees pressed against your chest, your hands clutching the bowl tightly. you were still wearing his sweatshirt, you realized.

“i’m more sorry though. i must be disappointing you since you already have so much on your hands and yet you have to take care of me as well. hell, you put me on your bed instead of the couch and made me soup. i’m making all of this turn into shit. i was supposed to help you with this but instead i let you down.”

your partner was silent for a moment. so it was true then.

“you know, i was elated when i heard that you were my partner.”

what?

“in fact, i had asked the teacher to put us together for this project and i was honestly surprised when he agreed. i’m sure you know already, but putting the two smartest students in the class wouldn’t be balanced. y/n, you can probably tell, but i wouldn’t put anyone in my bed and make them soup if they were sick. even if they were a close friend, i would have asked them to go home.”

what was he talking about? your drowsiness was starting to return.

“you can’t be falling asleep on me right now. i’m about to confess to you.”

what??? your attention was fully on alhaitham again and this time you were fighting against your need to sleep.

“seems like that got your attention” alhaitham laughed, “y/n, you could never let me down no matter what you did. isn’t that what it means to like someone?”

he walked over to you and pressed his hands against the side of your face. “did you hear me properly? i said i like you.”

“more than kaveh?”

“tch. obviously. i like anyone more than kaveh.”

“why? kaveh’s so funny!”

“don’t talk about other people like that in front of me. say nice things about me instead.”

maybe it was because you felt groggy, but your filter was practically nonexistent. “hmm. i guess you’re really hardworking. i didn’t realize it but you’re nice, too. your things smell good. and you’re good looking, i suppose.”

your eyes were starting to close on their own but you were sure alhaitham was smirking right now. he took the untouched bowl of soup from your hands and you could hear him set it down on a table.

“if you wanna be able to work on the project, you’ll have to make sure you recover properly first.”

you wanted to say something else to him, even a thank you since it didn’t seem like you had properly shown your gratitude. however, your exhaustion won you over once again and you went back into dreamland.

when you woke up again, you were staring up at alhaitham’s bedroom ceiling again. you looked over onto the side, instinctively looking for your phone but instead saw alhaitham’s head resting beside you. you nearly jumped out of the bed but realized that he had pulled up a chair next to the bed and must have fallen asleep while looking after you.

you were so slow to realize how nice he was. you were always under the impression that he was some insensitive guy who spent his whole day studying nonstop but it seemed that you were wrong.

as you sat in the bed, staring off into space, you remembered his confession. as your face started heating up, you cursed yourself internally. so many unexpected things had happened today but the most strange one was the fact that your biggest rival liked you? the words that you (stupidly) said about him before were certainly true, and you weren’t upset that he liked you. did you like him back?

even though you knew how busy he was, he had taken so much of his own time by taking care of you instead of just taking you back to your home. you had the feeling that if you were to be with him, he’d take immensely good care of you.

but then you remembered kaveh. should you ask him about what you should do? no, you knew for a fact that he wouldn’t approve of it at all.

you and your overthinking mind. you needed to make a decision following your first thoughts. it was unexpected, but you felt like you wanted to just go on a date with him just once. it felt so weird to be thinking of someone you rivaled for so long in a romantic interest but it didn’t feel wrong. you were always so certain about everything that you did whether it was which school you wanted to go to or who you wanted to work with. all of a sudden, your rationality had gone out the window.

“alhaitham,” you whispered, shaking his shoulder, “wake up!”

perhaps it was because you were in almost the complete dark or if it had anything to do with the new lens that you were seeing him from, but he suddenly looked much more handsome. he looked like some sort of fairy or angel now. this made absolutely no sense whatsoever. but wow, the way he was just looking up at you right now made you blush.

“do you need something?”

you blinked. you had almost forgotten why you woke him up.

“do you really like me?”

although it was dark, you could see him furrow his eyebrows. “did you think i was lying? i do. and i have for a while.”

“then,” you hesitated for a moment unsure if you were making the right decision, “can you go on a date with me?”

[laviethepooh]

summary. when you’re burnt out, alhaitham is there for you, even though he’s just your roommate.

ft. alhaitham x y/n (no kaveh this time </3)

cw. modern!au, (optional: gifted kid) burnout

wc. 1.8k

notes. burnout sucks especially when you love academic validation :(( senioritis is coming for me soon and i’m trying to stay as motivated as possible to do work but even with college application results coming out well (i’m not letting digital footprint ruin anything for me but hey only 1 rejection and a deferral) i can feel that i’m losing energy to work on school. anyway  a mid story for a mid feeling :((

on a tuesday night at 2am after a long day of work, alhaitham walked past your bedroom door. although it was dark, he could tell that your desk lamp was still on by the faint glow that shone from under the door. you had spent the past several days up this late working on some sort of project. 

you looked miserable these days. your eyes were puffing, signifying that you had been crying recently and the bags under your eyes were so deep that he was certain that you had gotten an aggregate of an hour of sleep that week. during the rare times that you shared a meal together, you barely spoke and barely ate.

although school in general was a struggle, your major was significantly more demanding than the others. it wasn’t uncommon for you to stay up late working on an essay or finishing other homework, but this past week had been killing you and he could clearly tell.

however, he didn’t feel like it was his place to be saying anything to you. sure, you probably saw him more than your friends, especially since you were his roommate, but that didn’t mean the two of you were extremely close. other than the occasional grocery run together and conversations in the living room, you never spent much time together outside of the house.

but that night as he walked past your room, he heard sniffling. he paused, lifting his headphones to check if he heard correctly.

“i’m so tired of everything,” he heard you say from beyond the door, muffled by your sleeves.

he pursed his lips as he considered what he should do. on a normal day, he would have ignored it and gone to sleep since it was none of his business, but this time something was pulling on him to interfere, even if it was rude.

he took in a deep breath and knocked on your bedroom door.

“hey, are you in there?”

he heard nothing but silence on the other side of the door. then he heard some shuffling and the door clicked open.

as expected, you looked terrible. your eyes and cheeks were wet with tears and your nose was runny. your clothes and hair were disheveled and from beyond you, he could see several empty cups of coffee strewn all over your desk indicating that you were running on nothing but caffeine. your floor was covered in papers and pencils as if you had thrown them at the ground, perhaps out of a fit of anger.

“sorry, i must look like a mess right now,” you said, your voice thick, “but did you need something?”

haitham’s heart dropped after hearing your voice. he had never been so concerned for an almost stranger crying, but the tears threatening to spill over and the way your lips quivered slightly made him want to comfort you.

“i guess it would be stupid of me to ask if you’re alright.”

you gave him a small smile before looking at the ground. “it’s the thought that counts. but i’m sure you already know the answer. i know it’s a pigsty in here, but would you like to come inside?”

“if you don’t mind,” he responded as he stepped inside. besides there being a lot of stuff thrown around, it wasn’t nearly as bad as you made it out to be.

you ushered him onto the end of your bed and you sat beside him before letting out a long sigh.

“when did you start working today?” he turned to look at you.

you thought for a moment. “i woke up at around 6 this morning.”

“and went to sleep when?”

you went silent.

“i’m concerned for you. this isn’t healthy.”

“i know that, haitham. if i could, i would be sleeping from 9 to 6 everyday.”

he was confused. you were more than capable of finishing your work quickly and he had seen it done before. it was strange that you were even spending so much time on a project that he knew others had already finished a while ago.

“i’m just,” you started, “losing all my motivation. i don’t feel like doing anything. but the tuition is what’s preventing me from just dropping out entirely.”

you flopped onto the bed and covered your face.

“i don’t know what’s wrong with me. i used to love doing projects and writing essays for classes. but all of a sudden i just can’t do it anymore. i’m so tired.”

it was silent for a short moment as haitham considered what he should do. he knew that he was supposed to comfort someone in this kind of situation, but he didn’t want to cross a boundary that wasn’t meant to be crossed between roommates. despite this, he wanted to hold you in his arms in a way that wouldn’t be done between just roommates, even if it would make things awkward later.

he gently grabbed you and pulled you up so that you were in his arms. when he noticed that you were shaking from your sobs, he instinctively tightened his arms around you and stroked your head softly. you weren’t pushing him away, so he assumed he was making the right decision by doing this. with no comforting words to say, this was the most he could do for you.

after a long time, you finally pulled away from him, wiping your tears away.

“‘m sorry you had to see that,” you apologized although alhaitham was more sorry that he couldn’t do anything to help you. “i think that the lack of sleep has put my emotions into whack.”

he shook his head profusely. “i remember a friend of mine once saying that it’s important to release any kind of emotion you have.”

alhaitham followed your eyes as you stared up at the ceiling. “i’m not sure what it is. i feel like i’m such a disappointment. my grades are slipping at an exponential rate and i feel like i’ll never be able to catch up to them.”

he thought for a moment about what he could say to you. you got this and you’re doing great felt shallow and were probably very inconsiderate responses, even if he believed in them. asking you to take a break would be fruitless and telling you that your grades weren’t as important as your health would obviously not get through to you.

“do you want me to make you some food?”

you looked at his face for the first time in a while. it seemed that his offering was something that interested you. “what kind of food?”

“just some comfort food that my grandmother used to make for me. i could make some for you if you’d like? i’m not as good of a chef as she was, but i can replicate it pretty well.”

“well, i am actually kinda hungry,” you thought to yourself out loud. “i’d like to try your cooking! do you want me to help with anything?”

he shook his head in response. “just sit on the couch and try to relax. we can go back to your project after we eat, but take a break for the time being. i’ll help you with getting inspiration.”

you looked at him with wide eyes as you followed him out of the room and sat on the couch as he instructed.

“hey, why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden, though?” he heard you ask while he was getting some of the spices from the cabinet.

he paused mid-movement, hand frozen in the air. why was he being so nice to you? he knew he wasn’t a heartless person by nature, but he wasn’t very caring either, especially to someone who was just his roommate. he thought about your crying face and felt a literal pang in his heart. he didn’t even feel this way towards his friends (not that he had many).

“i’d rather see your face smiling than crying,” he finally responded simply.

you went quiet for a moment as if to try to take in what he said. “thank you. i don’t have many people i can turn to whenever i’m going through, i dunno, burnout or whatever. you were the first person who listened to me in a while.” he then heard you mumble something else afterwards.

“what was that? i didn’t catch the last part,” he said as he leaned around the corner to look into the living room.

you pursed your lips as if you didn’t want to say anything, but your eyes looked like they wanted to say it. you urged him to come closer and he set down the onion powder to sit next to you. you urged him again and he leaned in so that you could whisper into his ear.

“i said, it feels extra special since it’s you,” you said in a hushed voice before covering your face.

alhaitham froze again and started to feel heat creep up his neck and face. what a strange reaction to just nine words. however, you also seemed to be reacting similarly as you looked like you were about to die of embarrassment.

“you don’t have to reciprocate those feelings or anything,” you clarified. “it’s more than enough that you listened to me today and had to deal with everything.”

“but what if i do reciprocate those feelings?”

“what?”

“i said, what if i do reciprocate those feelings?”

you looked at alhaitham strangely. “well, i guess that would mean, uh, one of us asks each other out on a date or something. i don’t really know.”

“then would you like to have a dinner date with me right now?” he offered. his face was still very warm, but he was smirking regardless of it.

“wait.” you held up your hands in front of you. “wait, wait, wait. are you saying that you like me?”

he didn’t say anything but his expression remained the same.

“oh. well then, i guess i would like to go on a dinner date with you.”

alhaitham broke out into a smile. he never expected a confession would come out of a night like this. “we can go on a date after you go to sleep though. i wouldn’t want you falling asleep while eating dinner.” and he went back into the kitchen to put the finished dish into a bowl.

“hey haitham?”

he turned to look at you again. “yes?”

“thanks again.”

“anything for you.”

[laviethepooh]

Hello! If I could, I’d like to ask if you could write a eula x yn drabble. This is my first request and I really like your writing. If it could be fluff and romantic that would be great and you can go easy with story. I’m too gay for this woman….thank you!

summary. eula shares her scarf with you.

ft. eula x gn!reader

cw. modern!au

wc. 0.3k

notes. why am i writing another snow-related fic? because it finally snowed! i didn’t have the day off but a delayed opening is enough to make me happy. i find happiness in thinking that eula would be the type of significant other who would do small things for you. also is this considered fluff? i don't know-

“eula, the forecast says it’s going to snow,” you informed your girlfriend who was walking beside you with linked arms, peering over your shoulder.

“is that so? hm. we’d better move quickly so you don’t get too cold,” she replied simply.

the two of you were taking a walk in the park despite the wintry weather to take a break from work. your mind was certainly much more clear now that you weren’t cooped up at your desk and you had your lover next to you as well. when you informed her of your deluge of work, she frowned and swore vengeance upon those who made you work.

you were making your way back when you suddenly saw something small and white fall in front of you.

“it’s snowing already,” you mumbled in observation, putting your hand out to catch the snowflakes that were falling in greater numbers. you looked to see what eula’s reaction was to the snow dancing in the wind and she was simply looking at you.

“what’s wrong?” you asked, wondering why she didn’t look pleased.

“you’re not wearing a scarf. your neck will be cold. we can’t have you getting sick on my watch.”

before you could say anything, eula unraveled the plaid scarf around her neck and wrapped it around both of your necks. the scarf was already warm from her body heat and smelled like her perfume. it was only after walking a few feet that you realized how ridiculous the two of you must have looked while sharing a single scarf. however, the concern that your girlfriend felt for you warmed you more than the scarf did.

you gave eula a surprise hug and when you looked up at her with a smile, you detected the pink tinge that was spread across her nose, cheeks, and even reaching her ears.

[laviethepooh]

summary. you start crushing on the guy you pass from period 2 to period 3

ft. tighnari x gn!reader

cw. modern!au

wc. 1.2k

notes. y’all hallway crushes are the worst but also the best- i haven’t had this much fun going to school and just waiting to see him he’s so cute i wanna squish him so bad he looks like an adorable otter helpppp. he’s in my grade too and we have mutual friends but oooo i want him to want me so bad

it was only a few days into the new school year and although you had a decent understanding of where to go, you still had to check the map every now and then to make sure you were going to the right class. going from period 2 (english) to period 3 (environmental science) was the longest route to take and you grumbled when you traced the route on your phone.

flash forward a few weeks and everyone, including you, had created a path for themself as they went from class to class as if it was a well-timed subway station. now, you could look up and see the people who passed you as they walked in the opposite direction.

he didn’t catch your eye immediately, but you took note of what he was like, having found a small interest in him. his fashion sense was cute, with a bright colored sweater layered over a dress shirt and a nice pair of trousers. his interesting hair had also made you choose to keep an eye on him. you knew who he was from last year, as he was in the same grade as you, but you had never really talked to him on an intimate level.

they said he was super kind. and talented with sciences. well, they said he was smart in general. you could kinda recognize him from pictures your school posted whenever a student did something praiseworthy.

the day after that, you double checked your appearance in the reflection of a trophy display. you saw him and tried to keep a cool expression, trying to look natural. from out of the corner of your eye, you could see that he was wearing a beanie this time.

were beanies always that cute?

as the days turned into weeks, you kept trying to look nice for those brief seconds when you would be in his range of vision while simultaneously sneaking looks at him. even if those moments were short, you could feel your face heating up afterwards.

one day after school, you went to visit the library with a friend of yours. you saw him there, looking as adorable as always, but he was with a green-haired girl. you didn’t know what her name was either, but it raised a question that you had never considered. was he even single?

your friend seemed to know him and waved at him saying “hi tighnari,” prompting him to wave back at her with a short “hey!”

so that’s what his voice sounded like. his voice was as cute as him. and his name was something you could have sworn you heard before somewhere else.

you tried your best to not appear flustered with the flurry of emotions you were being hit with and maintained a smile as you pointed to a table that was nearby enough to snoop. not that you were going to, but just because you wanted to glimpse at him every now and then while studying.

upon closer inspection, those two didn’t look that close. maybe you could shoot your shot in the future if you ever gained the confidence for it.

that night you did a little bit of stalking on the internet about who he was. he seemed to have been extremely involved with the science clubs and environmental clubs. you found his snap as well, but felt too awkward to do anything with it. you turned off your phone and decided it’d be better to leave it.

your period 2 english teacher decided to let you out early that day as a way of showing her “kindness” and you rushed to your period 3 class. you checked your appearance in your phone, touching up your hair and checking your shirt for any wrinkles. as soon as the bell signifying the end of the period rang, you walked outside of your environmental science class.

what you didn’t see was tighnari walking out of that very classroom and nearly bumping into you.

you apologized, making sure that he seemed alright and he reassured you that he was more than fine. now that you were looking at him, he was taller than you thought. but since the two of you were right outside the door, he left and you retreated inside, heart racing.

you bit your lip, wondering if you just totally messed that up and replayed the scene over and over in your head during your class.

realizing you missed some of your notes while being lost in thought, you cursed. you’d probably have to ask one of your other friends to let you copy the notes during lunch.

when lunch came, you went to where he generally ate instead of where you usually went with your friends in hopes of getting the notes.

however, tighnari was also there, sitting with him.

you froze on the spot, still a few yards away from them. should you approach them with smiles and waves since you knew a decent amount? or should you not pay attention and just get the notes to keep an aura of mystery?

“kaveh! can you let me copy your environmental science notes? i missed a few lines,” you called out once you were within range.

he pouted, but let you copy them nonetheless and you took a seat next to him. which also happened to be next to tighnari.

“you’re gonna study with me for the next test, right y/n?” kaveh interrupted you as you copied down the notes.

you almost wanted to hug him for the smoothest name drop ever.

“sure, but when’s the test again? my mind has been scrambled all day.”

a soft voice spoke up from your left. “the test’s this friday. i could give you a study guide if you want?”

“oh thanks!” you tried to keep your voice from going unnecessarily high pitched from excitement. “i’d love to get a study guide, thank you!”

“no problem!”

you sent him your email, seeing that the study guide was made with his personal one. wow, even his email was cute.

“you’re gonna share that with me too, right?” kaveh asked from your right.

what a way to ruin the moment. but you realized you had finished your notes and you probably should get back, even if you wanted to stay next to tighnari for longer.

“thanks for the study guide,” you said again as you got up from your seat.

that night, you couldn't fall asleep as you replayed the images in your head again and again. you hid your face behind the pillow, wondering if you had done anything embarrassing or if kaveh had said anything about you that you told him to keep between them. was tighnari interested in you? you heard from lots of people that he was really nice, so maybe he was like this to everyone. out of stress, you checked the study guide and was relieved to see that it was only shared with the other guys in his friend group and you.

you squealed. maybe you had a chance. maybe you could go from hallway crush to something more.

what happens between you and tighnari is open for interpretation!

[laviethepooh]

sick day | diluc x reader

summary. diluc’s diligent secretary is out for the first time.

ft. diluc x gn!reader

cw. modern!au, sick fic

wc. 1.6k

notes. man i’m really rusty, but at least i got something out! i don’t even know what i was writing but i hope that everything made sense- i always love sick prompts but i feel like it’s so hard to think of something cute/romantic. anyway, hope you enjoy <3

it was a rainy morning when diluc entered his office and looked at the papers in his hand. “good morning y/n, what is on my schedule today?”

when he didn’t hear a response like he always did, he looked up from his papers to see an empty secretary desk. the papers and the computer were right where they were supposed to be but the secretary was nowhere to be found.

strange, diluc thought as he checked his watch. he had thought that maybe he had come too early but he was right on time. usually you would come to the office even earlier than him.

he went into his office and checked his computer to see if there were perhaps any emails about your absence but couldn’t find any. he checked his phone to see if maybe there was even a text but you had never sent one. it was very unlike for you to even be out, but the fact that you weren’t sending any messages made diluc slightly worried. just in case, he sent you an email.

however, diluc still had a job and he needed to finish his work for the day. as he expected, when he opened up the calendar, you had already put in everything that he needed to do for that day. following your very meticulous schedule, he finished his work quickly to check if you were fine. although he didn’t want to be thinking in such a pessimistic manner, he was worried that you were in trouble.

he knew that it was abnormal for a ceo to be visiting his secretary’s home but his worries for you outweighed his worries about anything else.

luckily for diluc, he didn’t have nearly as much as he needed to do and had no meetings scheduled for that day so his work day ended very briskly at 4pm. after checking his emails one last time, he didn’t see any response from you. he went into his car and checked to see where you lived and was surprised to find that you were quite nearby. he might as well get something for you to eat just in case.

he stopped by a local bakery and bought himself an americano and the drink you usually had on your desk as well as a soup and a few pastries. soon, he was already in front of your apartment carrying the food. for a few minutes he just stood in front of the door wondering if he really should check up on you and thinking of the repercussions. would you be uncomfortable about it? you always tended to be a bit shy around him. diluc waved those thoughts away and pressed the doorbell.

after a few moments, he heard no response and knew that you probably had reasons to not be at work. just as he turned to leave, he heard the click of the door and saw you huddled up in a blanket looking absolutely miserable. your nose and eyes looked irritated and you were clearly shivering.

“mr. ragnvindr? what are you doing here on a weekend?”

diluc felt his heart drop when he heard your hoarse voice whispering.

“y/n, it’s a thursday. i was wondering why you weren’t at work today but now i understand.”

as if you couldn’t look any more miserable, your face dropped in realization and you started apologizing profusely.

“i’m sorry i had no idea that it was a weekday. i’m so sorry, i should have at least sent an email but i hadn’t even been able to get out of be-”

diluc cut you off. “it’s fine. it’s more important that you take care of your health.”

you finally seemed to have noticed that diluc was still standing in the rain and proceeded to invite him into your home. it was as organized as he had expected but with all of the lights turned off and the rain coming down, it looked quite dreary.

you led him to a small table and diluc handed you your drink. you took it graciously with both hands and took a sip. diluc watched as you melted into a satisfied smile and took a sip of his own coffee. you were still bundled in the blanket but the drink must have warmed you up since you were no longer shivering as much. diluc noticed that you were wearing a sweatshirt and sweatpants which indicated that you were stuck in bed. it was definitely a large contrast to his three piece suit that he always wore to work.

when you spoke again, your voice sounded much clearer but still weak. “mr. ragnvindr, i greatly appreciate you coming here, but shouldn’t you be in the office right now?”

“my work is already finished for the day. besides, i’d rather see my secretary recover properly.”

“ah,” you murmured to yourself, “then i suppose i should recover quickly to get back to work.”

diluc responded firmly, “no, it’s not about getting back to work. it’s about your health. take as many days off as you need.”

“but mr. ragnvi-”

“please just call me diluc.”

“i- what? huh?”

“call me by my first name. there is no need to be so formal especially when it’s just the two of us.”

you were clearly confused and understandably so because no one ever referred to him by his first name, but you tried it out.

”diluc?”

even though your voice wasn’t what it usually was, hearing his name come from your lips caused him to feel like he was about to burst into flames. to hide the growing redness that was creeping up his face, he coughed into his fist.

“great. now as i was saying, you should focus on your recovery and not work. i have everything covered for now so you don’t have to worry.”

it seemed like you were about to refuse him but instead you went into a coughing fit. diluc immediately got up from his seat and went over to you, asking if you were alright and urging you to drink something. after a few moments the coughs died down and you were looking a bit better.

diluc pushed the soup towards you. “did you eat yet? you should have some soup.”

you shook your head and gratefully took the bowl from him and started eating. as you were enjoying the warm food, diluc just watched you eat. the two of you simply sat in comfortable silence. at one point you offered him a pastry but he declined saying that he didn’t need any food.

“i feel full just from watching you,” he said. which didn’t make much sense but you shrugged it off.

after you finally finished the soup, diluc could see that you were starting to get sleepy again. your eyes were slowly lowering more and more and he could see that your head started bobbing as you lost consciousness and then regained it. eventually, you had fallen asleep with your head in your arms and your chest was undulating.

diluc got up from his seat and picked you up, your blanket still wrapped around you. he was able to find your bedroom quickly and he carefully placed you into your bed. diluc felt a pang in his heart when you clung to his arms as he lowered you. he gently pulled the blankets over you and tucked you in nicely. he stood there for a few moments watching as you settled into bed.

he left the bedroom for a moment to get a cool towel to place on your forehead and when you came back, he saw that you were sleeping very fitfully. you were turning your head and your expression looked pained. but the moment diluc put his warm hand on your cheek, you calmed down and leaned into his touch.

diluc felt as if he was on fire. perhaps he was the one who needed the cool towel rather than you. however he put it on your forehead and sat on the bed next to you and watched as you fell back into a peaceful slumber. he idly toyed with your hair, feeling it between his fingers and examining each of your beautiful facial features that looked so serene when sleeping.

he hadn’t even realized that he had been taking care of you for hours until he checked his watch. he didn’t want to leave you alone, but he knew that he would have to still go back to his own home. the way you looked so lonely in your sleep nearly made him stay there for the whole night. instead, he kissed your forehead softly, whispering a sweet “goodnight.” he left you a handwritten note saying to eat food and take medicine that he found in your cabinet and to make sure you recovered quickly. he left the note on your bedside table along with warm water and left your home.

on his drive home, diluc couldn’t believe what he had done. the weight of all his actions suddenly fell on him at once and he was slightly regretting some of his actions. it wasn’t appropriate to stay at your secretary’s house and give them food and give them a kiss and as he thought about all of it, his face kept heating up even more. he didn’t care though because what really mattered to him was you. diluc fell asleep peacefully knowing that you had been cared for in good hands.

[laviethepooh]

hi! do you mind writing for eula? 👀

summary. you and eula get snowed in on while at her house.

ft. eula x gn!reader

cw. none

wc. 1.3k

notes. for my lovely anon, i hope you enjoy the eula fic even though you requested it a while ago :D i just like normal interactions with other people that are just kinda loving! i would have added some vengeance lines but wow it’s hard to make them sound natural because everytime i tried it sounded so forced. reader with a kinda-amber personality because it just naturally happens every time i write for eula!

“the snow doesn’t seem to be letting down,” eula said to you as she stepped away from the window, closing the curtains.

“that’s a shame,” you replied from her couch, “although it’s better than getting caught in a storm.”

“i agree.” eula sat down next to you. “i think it would be better if you stayed here for the night. i can give you an extra set of clothes and i have other necessities. we can have dinner and watch a movie, if you would like.”

you turned to eula in surprise. “you can cook?”

she gave you a half-frown in response. “of course i can. it’s one of the many skills that i have.”

“oh,” you let out a small laugh, “it was only because you frequent good hunter. i had assumed that it was because you couldn’t cook or something.”

“you will be paying for that comment later,” eula hmphed at you, “but only after you take a shower and get changed. i can’t get proper vengeance if you aren’t ready.”

you let out a chuckle. her way of showing her love to you was definitely interesting. “promise you won’t peek at me while i take a shower.”

you hoped to see eula’s reaction when you said that, but she immediately turned away. “how dare you think so low of someone from the lawrence clan? but i shall leave you clothes outside the door.” despite turning away, you could hear how her voice was slightly higher than normal and saw the way her ears turned red.

after taking a nice and relaxing shower, you took the clothes that eula had neatly set out for you in front of the door. it was a pair of sweatpants and a simple shirt, both of which felt new. you were surprised that eula had clothes that fit you so well, but perhaps she was far more prepared than you thought.

“eula, you said you were gonna make dinner. do you need any help with anything?” you asked as you walked into the kitchen, following the sounds of chopping on a cutting board.

she turned to you and you could see that she was neatly slicing vegetables.

“i’m nearly done with the preparations. i’ll make it quickly so we can get enjoy the movie with dinner,” eula explained as she transferred the vegetables to another bowl.

you trailed her around the kitchen like “a lost puppy” (according to eula) and watched carefully as she made some sort of dough, simmered the filling, and heated oil in a pan. fascinated by how meticulous eula was with making the pie, you observed her focused expression carefully.

“hey now,” eula cautioned as she brought over her finished pie to the stove, “stay back since you could get oil splashed on you.”

she moved you behind her and you peered around her to see what she was doing. she dropped her crafted pies into the oil and the smell was honestly incredible. when you told her that, she scoffed, saying that “of course it would, it was made by me.”

once she took it out of the oil, she plated it and moved over to the table. you followed after her and you were surprised to see her pull back a chair and just stand behind it.

you looked at her with confusion.

“you’re meant to sit here,” eula said, holding back a laugh.

“oh.” you cleared your throat. “i knew that.”

you moved into the seat and eula pushed you in before sitting on her own chair. you took a bite of what she made and immediately looked at her with wide eyes.

“i’m guessing you enjoy it, no?”

“eula, this is incredible! why didn’t you ever tell me that you were this good at cooking?”

“you never asked. additionally, i was hoping that it would come as a surprise as vengeance for thinking that i couldn’t cook well.”

“hm, we’ll i’ll be coming by more often so you should get some ingredients stocked up.”

the two of you continued eating happily and you were surprised by how quickly you scarfed down the food. the savory taste of the filling with the flaky pastry was a perfect combination of flavors and textures. you cleared up the table and eula led you to the living room to watch a movie together.

you took a quick peek out the window and saw how much the snow was starting to pile up. even if the streets were prepared with salt, it wouldn’t be enough to get rid of a foot of snow. you were glad that you chose to stay instead of going back home.

“y/n, do you have any movie in particular that you wish to see?” eula called from the couch, browsing the television.

you shook your head. “i want to know what kind of movies you enjoy.”

“alright, i’ll put on something that i like then. but you should tell me if you’d rather watch something else.” eula flipped through the channels and settled on a movie that you recognized.

the two of you were snuggled together on the couch with a blanket settled on top. the movie was more entertaining than you thought and saw why eula would enjoy a movie like it. however, once it was over, it was much later than you expected and you let out a loud yawn.

“we should definitely be going to sleep now,” eula commented after seeing you yawn.

you nodded and eula led you to a bed. you were tucked in as if you were a child, but you didn’t complain. you closed your eyes to fall asleep and then felt the other side of the bed dip down.

“eula is that you?” you asked into the darkness.

you felt something shift next to you and you opened your eyes to see eula’s purple and yellow ones.

you let out a gasp. “oh my god eula you scared me!”

“i thought that you were aware we would be sleeping on the same bed. the couch is an insufficient place to get rest,” eula responded nonchalantly, although you could see that her cheeks were tinted the faintest shade of pink.

you blinked at her, trying to hid a growing smirk. “huh, i guess you’re right then. good night, eula.”

“good night.” eula cleared her throat. “i am glad that i was able to spend this time with you.”

“as am i, eula.” your cheeks started to flush by her unusually sentimental words. “i love you.”

it was silent for a bit but it wasn’t an uncomfortable kind of silence. you always knew that eula had a hard time getting the words out since they were somewhat foreign to her.

“come on,” you teased lightheartedly, “don’t you love me too?”

eula was hiding under the blankets by that point to hide her face, which you knew despite the darkness, that was bright red. “of course i do.”

“then you should say it,” you laughed as you tried to lift the covers.

“i will get my vengeance for this!” eula declared loudly, causing you to laugh even harder.

it was safe to say that there was a minor pillow fight that ensued as you tried to get eula to say the words back and once she did, the two of you fell asleep with the white snow continuing to fall outside.

[laviethepooh]

"haha! eula, look at this!"

you leaned over in your chair to show eula an image of an adorable cat trying to spook its owner and getting excited. as you sat on the edge of your seat, eula tsked and grabbed the underneath of the seat, swiftly dragging you next to her.

you were both surprised by eula's sheer strength, as she had pulled you over with one arm so easily, and her thoughtful action despite her cool exterior.

"wow, you're so strong eula!"

"this much is easy. you're just too weak. but nevermind that, what was it that you wanted to show me?"

[laviethepooh]

boba kiss | chongyun x reader

summary. you and chongyun share a boba drink together.

ft. chongyun x gn!reader

cw. modern!au, indirect kiss

wc. 1.5k

notes. is y/n based off of xingqiu? just a little bit, but hey their dynamic is just so amazing that i can’t imagine any other type of personality with him for this type of prompt. inspired by something that happened to me that i twisted to become more cute/romantic. note: don’t always share drinks because germs!! anyway, i hope you enjoy <3

“chongyun!” you shouted out when you spotted ice blue hair ahead of you in the hallway.

your friend turned around in surprise, his face instantly lighting up when he saw who had called him. “y/n!”

“how do you think you did?” you asked in reference to the ap test that you had just taken as you placed a hand on his shoulder.

he sighed and started toying with his hair. “i probably got a 1.”

“no way!” you started comforting him immediately, patting his shoulder. it seemed you already knew that he was going to say something like that as he always responded in a negative manner about his test results. “you did really well last time and i know that you did well this time again!”

“i don’t know about that,” he responded sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“hey, how about we get some boba in celebration of finishing our tests?” you suggested, already walking out the school doors and in the direction of the nearby boba shop.

after all, nothing was better than a nice cup of boba after stressful exams that would probably determine your life in the future. besides, chongyun had a feeling he might be able to see some of your other friends like xingqiu and xiangling there too since they had also finished their tests today. as for you, you wanted nothing more than to have a refreshing drink to wash away all of your worries about scores.

you quickly dragged chongyun to the store and quickly looked over the menu, telling chongyun that you would just get what you normally ordered. chongyun also chose his own drink quickly and eventually the two of you got to the front of the line.

“hello, what can i get for you today?” a cashier with dark hair asked.

you gestured to chongyun to order first. “hi, could i please get a lychee slush with pearls and grass jelly?”

the cashier noted the order down and you asked for the drink that you usually went for.

“i’m so sorry, but we’re actually all out today. would you like to order something else instead?”

you looked surprised, but chongyun supposed that it because it was a very busy day with ap testing finishing up.

“it’s fine, i’ll just share with him!” you pointed at chongyun, who was about to protest, but you quickly shut him up as he realized what was about to happen.

“alright, you’re all set! just pay for the drinks and we’ll get it out as soon as possible!”

naturally, the two of you started fighting over who would pay. you had insisted since you were the one who dragged him here, but chongyun said that you had paid last time and it was his turn to pay this time. chongyun felt bad for the cashier who had to witness it, but the two of you finally came to an agreement that you would pay and chongyun would just pay next time and he would be the one to grab the drink once it was ready.

as expected, the shop was busy, but chongyun didn’t see any of his close friends. you and him found a table for two near the window and the two of you watched the order numbers slowly catch up to yours. when your drink was finally finished, chongyun went up to get the drinks and you saved his seat for him.

after he grabbed the drink, he went to get some straws and it seemed that only then did the reality of the situation hit him; he was sharing a drink with you. he wasn’t sure if you knew, but chongyun had a huge crush on you since you were young and it was the first time the two of you would share a drink. sure, maybe you had done it when you were younger but this was different.

chongyun took the drink over to where some napkins were and started thinking. would he try and spare himself the embarrassment of sharing a drink by asking to pour it into another cup, or would he finally take action and just put in two straws? even the thought alone was enough to make his whole face burn up. he didn’t know if he would ever have such an opportunity again so he decided to just poke two straws into the seal and he went over to you once he felt like his face was not as red anymore.

“what took you so long? were you poisoning this or something,” you joked as you grabbed the drink and took a sip.

chongyun could tell that his ears were still bright red as he watched you drink it. it was just sharing a drink, why was he so flustered over it?

you hummed in delight after taking a long sip. “it’s actually a lot better than i thought,” you commented, handing the drink over to chongyun to try.

his ears were still burning up when he grabbed the drink from you and took a sip from the other straw that he had put in. luckily the cold slushy was able to cool him down and he could feel his temperature starting to drop drastically which was good for him. the icy feeling spread throughout his body and left his mind feeling much clearer.

“yeah,” he finally replied, knowing that at least he was at least thinking more normally, “this is one of my favorite orders.”

the two of you sat together, discussing plans for the summer and when you wanted to meet up. it was a very light and cheery conversation that the two of you savored. however, the whole time, chongyun could only focus on the straws. he wanted to make sure that if he was sharing a drink he wouldn’t mix up the straws.

but at one point, you had taken a sip of the drink from chongyun’s straw instead of your own. you didn’t notice, or at least, you didn’t show that you noticed as you drank and then continued speaking as if nothing had happened. chongyun, on the other hand, had to excuse himself for a moment, hiding his face from you with his hood.

the moment he stepped outside chongyun was practically hyperventilating and overheating. wasn’t that what they called an indirect kiss? had you even been aware that you drank from the wrong straw? chongyun started fanning his face to cool himself off, but it only seemed to make his face feel even hotter. he gave up on trying to lower his temperature because he knew that the only way it would go down would be if he consumed something cold.

when he came back in, he could have sworn you were smirking at him.

“you alright?” you asked as chongyun sat back in his seat.

chongyun didn’t say anything and instead took the boba. 

but wait. which straw was his and which was yours again? he saw that you were watching him and it’d be weird if he didn’t drink it. he randomly chose one of the straws and drank from it. of course, it didn’t necessarily feel like his straw or your straw, but even the thought that he had taken a sip from your straw made his ears heat up. nevertheless, the cool drink kicked and effectively lowered his temperature.

“hmm, maybe we should’ve gotten two drinks,” you teased as you watched him drain the rest of the drink.

chongyun let out a refreshed sigh as he finished. “i think that’s enough boba for the both of us today.”

you laughed. “we should probably get going then.”

the blue-haired boy stood up immediately. “do you want me to walk home with you?”

“maybe i do,” you sighed as you grabbed your bag, “i do want someone reliable and trustworthy to take me back to my home safely, but can i really entrust you such a task to you?”

chongyun was extremely offended.

“of course you can!”

and so the two of you walked along the sidewalk side-by-side. you mostly talked about school and brought up your friends in conversation; it was a casual conversation that any pair of friends would have regularly.

when you finally arrived at your house, chongyun went up to the front door with you.

"well, i guess i'll see you tomorrow," chongyun said.

"mhm, next time you'll be paying, don't forget!"

"of course i'll remember!"

"good. oh that reminds me! i enjoyed our indirect kiss, let me know when you want a real one though."

"wha-"

before chongyun could even finish his exclamation, you had already gone inside your house and closed the door behind you. he could have sworn he felt his head explode. he couldn't comprehend the fact that you were completely aware the whole time. and even more so, he couldn't comprehend your offer.

next time he saw you, he had a feeling he knew how to make up for the boba.

[laviethepooh]

backyard boy | thoma x reader

summary. your summer seems like it’ll be a dreadful one, but a new neighbor might fix it

song. backyard boy by claire rosinkranz

ft. thoma x gn!reader

cw. modern!au

wc. 1.2k

notes. no because i’m such a sucker for next-door neighbor tropes and friends to lovers and i’m such a sucker for thoma- he would definitely be the best neighbor to have. i hope you guys all have a great summer, and if you’re a student like me, don’t forget to do your summer homework and don’t procrastinate!! hope you enjoy <33

with the end of your school year came a new season. you didn’t hate summer; you always made some pretty good memories with your friends, but this year every single one of them were either off to some summer camp or off on vacation. they promised they’d still contact you, but you knew it wouldn’t be the same. other than sitting around all day and playing some video games and maybe getting started on your summer homework, you didn’t have any plans on what to do.

then one day, you were in your backyard to get some fresh air after playing a few too many hours of video games, and you heard a chipper voice from over the fence. 

“heya neighbor! fancy meeting you on such nice day!”

you initially jumped, not having expected a voice. your neighbors had moved out a few months prior and although you had seen the moving vans and furniture being put into the house, you never actually met your neighbor. but, frankly, you didn’t have too much of an interest because it was probably some random family with children that probably wouldn’t be around your age.

but now that you saw this blonde boy with a bright and youthful face peering at you over the fence, maybe it wouldn’t be too bad to get to know him a little.

“hi,” you responded cheerfully, “i’m y/n, what’s your name?”

after hearing your answer, his face somehow seemed to brighten up even more.

“i’m thoma! i moved here pretty recently, but i’m sure you were able to tell.”

you stifled a laugh when you realized that he was probably standing on something to be able to talk over the fence. “hey, why not come over into my yard so we can talk a bit more comfortably.”

“really?”

“really.”

in a few moments, thoma entered your backyard and it was then when you noticed how tall he was. in fact, he was probably just standing on the tips of his toes when he was talking to you. he was dressed pretty fashionably in a black tank top and (dangerously) skinny jeans with a red corduroy jacket. he had a few badges and pins on his jacket, but you couldn’t tell what they were. his penchant necklace jangled happily as he merrily walked over to you.

“aren’t you hot in that corduroy jacket,” you asked, wondering how he could handle the heat.

he shrugged. “doesn’t bother me too much. so, y/n, i’m guessing you lived around these parts longer than i have. would you mind telling me more about here? like do you know if there’s a good japanese place nearby?”

“i mean, a good 30 minutes away there’s a big japanese store with lots of stuff. but there’s also a boba place walking distance, even though it’s not exactly japanese.”

“boba?” thoma’s eyes widened and you could have sworn they started sparkling. if he was a dog, you were certain his tail would be wagging furiously. in fact, the more you talked to him the more you noticed how dog-like he was.

“yeah! we could get some boba right now since it’s getting pretty hot,” you suggested.

his grin widened and he clapped his hands together. “if you’re comfortable with it, we can take my car since the heat’s picking up and you can direct me to the way there.”

you nodded and asked him to give you a moment to get your stuff. you rushed into your house, while not trying to look too excited, and started going through your closet. you were going to drink boba with a boy you just met, but he was so sweet and sincere and genuine and fun. in a few minutes, you managed to put together a stylish but casual outfit that didn’t precisely match thoma’s outfit but still shared some sort of familiarity that wouldn’t scream “they’re-together-as-a-pair,” but would still say “they’re-together-ish”. you looked in the mirror once more and let out a deep breath. you got this. whatever it is.

you bounded down the stairs and saw thoma still in the backyard, crouched over and looking at a small flower very closely. you snuck up to him as silently as possible and tried to scare him. although his reaction wasn’t big, the way he jumped slightly still made you satisfied. when he noticed that it was you he started smiling again.

this time it was your heart that jumped.

“ready to go?” he gestured to the front and you nodded wordlessly.

like a gentleman, he opened the door to his car for you and made sure you were comfortable before starting up the car. he told you that you could put on any song that you wanted. you connected your phone to the car and put on one of your favorite driving songs.

thoma looked at you once the first few notes started, his bright eyes gleaming. “hey! i love that song,” he exclaimed.

so it seemed he had a similar taste in music as you as well. you turned up the volume and thoma opened the windows in response, the music drowning out any worries and the wind blowing away your concerns.

the two of you sang together in harmony, and you could feel thoma’s eyes watching you as you jammed out. it made you nervous but in the most heart-fluttering way. at one point you dared to meet your eyes with his and all he did was give you another smile that made you feel like you were flying.

when you finally reached your destination, you were almost disappointed that it was over. once again, he opened the door for you and you guided him to the boba place. after the two of you made your orders and got your drinks, thoma hummed in approval.

“this is some good boba, i’ll have to come around here often.” he took another sip.

“there’s a lot of people during school, but it’s never crowded,” you informed him, realizing that technically he didn’t even know anyone at school yet. “hey, that means you’re transferring to where i’m going right?”

“yup, and i, unfortunately, don’t know anyone there. well, except for you, of course! and the way i see it, you’re the only friend that i’ll need.”

you started fanning your face from how hot it was starting to get. “you’ll make friends easily, thoma. i can’t see how anyone wouldn’t want to hang out with you!”

“is that so? well i think i’ll still like hanging out with you best.”

you nearly could’ve choked on your boba.

“let’s get back into the car and drive around for a little bit,” thoma suggested and the you agreed.

the two of you drove around the neighborhood, blasting your favorite music and singing out at the top of your lungs and waving your hand out the window for what felt like hours. when the sun started to get low, thoma made his way back to where you lived and the two of you got out.

you said your goodbyes, and you felt disappointed again that the special moment was ending, but thoma said the words that made you excited again for whatever was to come next.

“see you again tomorrow!”

maybe with thoma around, your summer wouldn’t be as terrible as you thought.

[laviethepooh]

“what’s that?”

“a hairclip, obviously,” she responds as she clips it to the end of her sweatshirt temporarily so that she can twist her hair up into a simple updo.

“i think i’d look pretty good in it,”  he says smugly as he looks at her.

she looks back at him, her arms still up from holding her hair, with a single eyebrow raised.

“want me to do your hair for you then?” she offers as she lets her hair fall loose and grabs some smaller hair clips that were in a pouch that she meant to use for washing her face.

she goes over to him and he leans down slightly so she can reach the top of his head comfortably. she carefully takes some of his hair from the front and clips it so that it sticks up. it looks a bit idiotic, sure, but it looks cute.

she takes a step back to admire her work, her hands on her hips as she tilts her head one way and then the other. he grabs his phone and checks his appearance in the camera.

“it looks like shit,” he says with his best attempt at a deadpan expression, but she can see the corners of his lips quirking just slightly.

she fakes offense as she grabs her chest and gasps dramatically.

“how dare you? that’ll be $80 plus an extra $10 for calling it shit,” she declares as she holds out her hand for any form of fake payment.

he sighs as he smacks her hand. (how generous!)

“do you charge every guy that much?” he scoffs as he gingerly touches the sprig of hair at the top of his head.

“nah, you’re my first customer,” she responds as she grabs his wrist and pulls it down so he doesn’t ruin her masterpiece.

“and probably your last, too, because of how terrible you are at your job,” he taunts with a wide grin.

she rolls her eyes and grabs her own clip to put her hair up. she doesn’t fail to notice that he keeps his hair like that for the rest of the day, even after calling it shit. she also doesn’t fail to notice that she doesn’t get her hair clip back. not only did he not pay her the $90 dollars but he’s also a thief!

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“don’t worry, i won’t let you fall,” kokomi assured you as she took your hands into hers leading you to the shore.

“but we don’t even have any music to dance to.” your eyes darted from your shoes to kokomi and back to your shoes again as you slowly went towards the water. it seemed to tease you, approaching you before retreating back.

kokomi laughed gently. “we don’t need music; our internal rhythm will guide us.”

the moonlight illuminated her smiling face and her ceremonial garment seemed to wash the world in soft, blue light. she walked back onto the water and you were once again amazed by the power of the divine priestess. 

the look that she gave you once you could see that she was walking on top of the shore meant to say see? just trust me. and you had no choice but to do so.

you took step after step and soon realized how far you were from the shore. your hands dropped to your side as you looked at the beautiful island and the moon above you. you turned and saw kokomi’s outstretched hand.

“may i have this dance?”

you placed you own hand into her outstretched palm. “i’d be honored.”

[laviethepooh]

as if it's your last | kaeya x reader

summary. a mission with your partner kaeya goes awry.

ft. kaeya x gn!reader

cw. spy!au, cursing, blood, weapons, mentions of death, makeout session oop, “angel” and “sweetheart” nickname towards reader

wc. 2.9k

notes. i feel like i write about kaeya as if i’m writing for atsumu, like i’m getting some deja vu as i’m writing this. (would that make diluc osamu?) also this is lowkey just a mini-novel at this point like for what reason did i write so much, this was supposed to be short- anyway enjoy ly all <33

“kaeya! can you give me an update on the situation?” you hissed into the earpiece after several stressful minutes of silence had passed.

you were crouching under the desk in an office cubicle that had been left empty after the work day was over. although the doors were locked and there was virtually no reason for anyone to enter the office, you still kept yourself hidden from the snezhnayan enemies. the mission had to go perfectly as your life and your partner kaeya’s lives and the fate of mondstadt would be in your hands. the order had given you the mission of stealing important documents involving an invasion of a sort and had sent out their best agents: you and kaeya.

you and kaeya had only worked on another mission together once, and frankly, the two of you had barely interacted. of course, there was the occasional sly comment from him, but other than that, you never spoke with him and you definitely never spoke with him outside of work. however, you heard many rumors about him being a womanizer, flirt, etc. and you knew that several other agents you worked with tried to get with him. sure, he was good-looking, but he was also a spy and spies could never have relationships.

you heard a slight crackle from your earpiece. “kaeya?”

“update: the room with all of the documents is occupied by the tsaritsa and six of her guards.” kaeya’s smooth and admittedly soothing voice filled your ears. “frankly speaking, it seems like it will be a bit difficult for you, sweetheart. they’re pretty big men.”

“well the bigger they are, the harder they fall,” you responded as you got into position to leave the office, “but can you double-check that they’re the real documents and not some fake? you remember what happened last time right?”

kaeya chuckled lightly, “don’t worry your pretty little head over that. they’re the right ones. now hurry up and take those men out. i’ll see if there’s a way to get the tsaritsa to leave the room.”

you sighed, “alright, give me a minute to get there.”

after checking to make sure the coast was clear, you grabbed your weapons, including a knife that you stole from a snezhnayan agent you took out, and dashed to where kaeya said he was hiding. you climbed up the stairs and into a side vent after placing down a small robot and silently made your way to your partner.

“you have quite a lot of weapons with you,” kaeya commented. you saw that his cheek was grazed, probably by a knife, and his hair was extremely disheveled, but you had to admit that he still looked really good.

you ignored him. “i put down a distraction 8 yards away from the door and it goes around a corner.”

“once they hear it, i’m sure some of the guards are going to check on it and the tsaritsa will escape through another door behind her desk,” he informed you, “the guards are somehow too big to fit through so she’ll be the only one to go through. if she takes the documents with her, we’ll have to chase after her, but if she leaves them, we’ll grab them and go.”

“then we need a situation where she’ll put her life over the documents. it’ll be easier to take out those guards than chase after her blindly.”

you scanned the room and were glad to notice that one of the walls was simply a floor-to-ceiling window. you tapped into your earpiece and requested several drones to be flown in front of the windows. it didn’t matter if they were armed or decoys, as long as they looked threatening.

kaeya hummed. “i see where you’re going with this. let’s hope it works.”

“me too. they said the drones will get here in t-32 seconds.”

you readied yourself to jump out of the vent with kaeya right behind you doing the same. you handed him the knife that the snezhnayan agent had dropped and armed yourself with another pair of knives. when you counted down to zero, you could hear the guards starting to clamor. when you heard a gunshot (whether it came from a drone or a guard, you couldn’t tell) and the sound of a window breaking, you jumped out from the vent and dashed to the nearest guard.

the tsaritsa had luckily dropped the documents and was already shutting the secret door behind her which meant that all that was left to do was take out the six guards and pray that there wouldn’t be any incoming backup.

now, what was that saying? never bring a knife to a gunfight? well, here you were, proving them wrong as you swiftly took out one of the guards, narrowly dodging a bullet that was aimed at your head. you knocked out another unconscious and could see that kaeya had already taken out 2 guards as well, meaning that there were only 2 left.

as you made your way, one of them started shooting at you and although you did your best to avoid getting hit, you felt one of the bullets graze your arm. you hissed at the pain but ignored it and charged at him, taking him out before he could reload his gun. you could hear the distant thud of another man and kaeya breathing heavily.

“let’s get those documents, shall we, angel?”

you nodded in response and made your way over to where the tsaritsa had dropped the documents. at some point, the drones must have all been shot because there weren’t any by the window but a lot of broken glass. you picked up the documents and put them into a pocket. 

you checked your wound and as you had expected, it was quite a deep graze. luckily, the lights were off and black cloth was always best at hiding blood. as long as you were diligent, you could trick kaeya into thinking you were fine.

“do you have the documents?” kaeya made his way over to you.

“yeah,” you responded and patted down where they were in your pocket, “now we have to try and get out of here.”

kaeya nodded. “i’ll lead us out and then it should be smooth sailing from there.”

but the moment he opened the door, the two of you were faced with several more, somehow even bigger, guards armed to the max.

“fuck.”

you and kaeya managed to push through the guards and started to run through the maze of hallways. the loud footsteps from behind you made it pretty clear that you were being chased. every time you turned a corner, you felt like you could hear them getting closer. at one point, you turned a corner and were met with even more guards who started chasing and shooting after you too.

“we need to get to the roof stairway at the end of this hallway, that’s where the order said they would be,” kaeya told you as you started running down a long hallway.

“um, kaeya, there are about 20 guards and they have guns. once they turn that corner they’re gonna start shooting and they have a high chance of hitting us.”

“damn it, you’re right.”

kaeya grabbed your hand and went into one of the rooms that were along the hallway. another dark office with no windows and no other doors to escape from. the situation did not look great. kaeya kept dragging you around and the two of you dove under a desk. 

you held your hand firmly over your mouth and tried to calm your breathing down and from the back of your mind, you could tell that kaeya had wrapped one arm around you. your wound was probably not helping you feel any better and you could feel that you were starting to get lightheaded. from outside, you could hear the men still shouting but they went past the door and towards the end of the hall. you and kaeya waited in silence for another few minutes with only the sounds of your panting breaking it.

after another few minutes, you heard footsteps and indistinct chatter but going the other way this time.

“kaeya, is it safe to go now?”

he was silent for a few moments. “we should be fine.”

the two of you crawled back out of your hiding space, but kaeya silently put a finger over his mouth to shush you. he slowly cracked open the door and peeked through. he slipped through and you followed behind him closely as the two of you dashed to the end of the hall as quietly as possible. you went up the stairway and opened the door to the roof.

the moment you opened the door, several guards and the tsaritsa had their guns aimed at your heads. your plane was nowhere in sight. you turned back around to see if you could go back down the stairs but even more guards came up behind you.

“shit. we’re surrounded, kaeya.”

the tsaritsa stepped forward. you hated to admit it when you were probably about to die soon, but she was extremely beautiful.

“hand over the papers and no one gets hurt,” she spoke coolly.

kaeya laughed (did he seriously just laugh?) “could you give us a moment to discuss this?”

the tsaritsa raised an eyebrow. “fine, the papers will be in my hands anyway.”

the stress of the situation as you realized you were close to death and probably because you had lost a lot of blood and thus were not thinking straight made you start to tear up involuntarily and hyperventilate. you clung to kaeya’s arm. 

“oh my fucking god, kaeya, she’s gonna kill us, there’s no way out of this situation. i’m sorry, i’m such a shitty spy, i got us into this mess and now you’re gonna die too. like, we can lose me but not you. oh god, this is such a sad way to die too, i’ve never even had my first kiss with anyo-”

kaeya grabbed the back of your head and muffled whatever you were going to say next with his own lips.

his lips curled up devilishly as he looked at you. “does that get checked off the bucket list?”

“kaeya! we are literally about to die right now?”

he moved his lips next to your ear and based on what he had just done, it would have seemed like he was trying to pursue you even further. however, that was only what it looked like.

“we need to jump off the side of the building on the wall right behind you,” he whispered, “if we play the cards correctly, we can make it look natural.”

you pushed him off of you. “play the cards? natural? kaeya what are you talking about?”

he pushed himself back onto you. “just roll with it,” he simply responded.

and with that, he started making out with you as if there was no tomorrow. although you hated to admit it, you had the tiniest crush on kaeya so even if there were probably no feelings towards you from him, it still made your heart flutter for him to be touching you so intimately. but you might have been a bit too passionate because you could feel that you were forgetting to breath.

you started to understand the plan when kaeya started walking forward, forcing you to go backwards. you took a quick glimpse at the tsaritsa’s expression and was not surprised to see that she looked extremely confused and was whispering something to her guards.

“it’s working, kaeya,” you tried to say into the kiss but it was admittedly breathless when it came out.

he hummed. “good, keep it going, angel, you’re doing so well.”

the two of you kept stumbling towards the wall and once you felt your foot hit the low fence, you stopped. you could see from your peripheral vision that the tsaritsa was still unsure of what to do. at least she had some heart in her, letting you have a final makeout session before she killed you.

kaeya stopped momentarily, forcing you to look at him. were his eyes always such a deep shade of blue?

“jump on me.”

“what?”

“just do it.”

with that, you jumped into kaeya’s open arms. this was definitely the strangest mission that you had ever gone on. you must have really felt drained from all of the blood loss because as soon as you rested your head in the nook of his neck, you nearly passed out from exhaustion.

“i’m sure it’s comfortable, angel,” kaeya whispered softly, “but you gotta stay awake for a bit longer. gonna jump off in a moment. just stay with me, hm?”

kaeya pressed gentle kisses on your head, yet you didn’t understand why since the guards and the tsaritsa probably couldn’t see it anyway. and just as suddenly as you got comfortable in his arms, you felt yourself go up and then start falling at a rapid speed. you could hear the tsaritsa yelling orders to her guards and you heard them start to open fire at you and kaeya. although the fall must have only taken a few seconds, it felt like it was hours long until you felt as if you landed on a trampoline.

“y/n~ you must be really comfortable there, huh?”

at kaeya’s slick comment, you pushed him away from you and started to get a sense of your surroundings. the order must have ditched the helicopter idea and hoped that the two of you would somehow get into this car that was now driving away from the building at top speed and you could hear the gunshots fading away.

you took out the papers that were still in your pocket and were glad to see that they were still intact. too tired to read them yourself, you handed them to kaeya instead who let out a satisfied “aha!” before folding them back up and putting them into his own pocket.

it would probably take a few hours to get back to the headquarters so you decided you might as well sleep for a little bit. if you were in a normal condition, you would have continued to stay vigilant, but all of the adrenaline was starting to fade and you were struggling to keep yourself conscious any longer. not to mention your mental breakdown earlier which had also drained a lot of your energy.

“kaeya,” you mumbled and you saw him turn to face you, “i’m gonna take a nap, wake me up when we get there.”

“of course.”

“but first, i wanted to apologize for, you know, the whole freaking out incident i had. wasn’t being so professional then. guess the blood loss was really getting to me.”

“it’s fi- wait, blood loss?” kaeya’s voice turned from soothing to panicky as he looked over to you with fear very evident in his expression.

but you had already passed out and fallen asleep.

when you woke up again, you groaned in pain as you were blinded by bright lights. a hospital. great.

“y/n? are you awake?” you heard kaeya’s voice to the right of you.

“are the documents safe?” the lives of the people in your nation were at stake because of those documents. everything would be in vain if something happened while you were unconscious.

kaeya sighed, “yes, they’re fine, but that’s not important.”

you tried to sit up and when you accidentally put your weight on your injured arm, kaeya helped you sit up in the bed.

“kaeya, don’t be ridiculous, those documents are extremely crucial for everyone’s safety.”

“what’s more important to me,” he gulped, “is your safety.”

“i’m not following. kaeya, are you sure you don’t need to be checked?”

“y/n, i know this must seem really sudden to you, but you’re the smartest and most capable agent i’ve ever seen. even better than me. i’ve been on countless missions but no one’s ever connected with me so well besides you. i’m sure you’ve barely noticed me in the headquarters, but you’ve been all i could look at. and your selflessness and heart make you even more remarkable to me. hell, even now, when you first woke up, you cared more about mond than yourself.”

kaeya sighed and ran his hand through his hair. you still weren’t sure where he was going with this.

“when you fainted and i saw all of the blood and i thought i was about to lose you, i finally understood how much you mean to me. i know that relationships for spies never work, but i want to make it work if it’s with you. it doesn’t have to be right now when we could break out at war, because i’m willing to wait until you’re ready, but i wanted to tell you how i felt.”

the silence was long and heavy.

“kaeya.”

“yes?”

“can you kiss me again?”

kaeya’s face went from worried, to confused, to delighted. he leaned in and gave you a kiss that was filled with more passion than the one earlier.

“i’m really new to all of this love stuff,” you admitted once he pulled away, “and i’ve never been in a relationship, but i’ll be more than happy if it’s with you.”

“i promise, y/n, that i’ll make you the happiest person in the world.”

“then you’d better treat me to more kisses. those seem to be effective.”

“anything for you, my angel.”

extra.

did kaeya really need to do the makeout thing to get to the car? no, not really, but it worked

kaeya usually calls most people “sweetheart” or “baby” but “angel” is just for you

(not because of the halloween fic that i wrote, what are you talking about-)

you were more attracted to his brains and capability as a spy than his looks (which are a bonus)

you lost a lot of blood after the wound, but kaeya learned that he and you have the same blood type

although he couldn’t donate his blood then, he fully intended on doing so later for you

kaeya knew you were a really good spy but thought that he was better at first

he changed his mind after seeing you fight and come up with plans and that’s when he really started falling hard for you

[laviethepooh]

kakigori | kazuha x reader

summary. you and kazuha share your kakigori with each other.

ft. kazuha x gn!reader

cw. indirect kiss >:))

wc. 1.3k

notes. yay school is finally over for me! i’m hoping that over the summer i can have korean-style shaved ice because i’ve been craving it for so long but because of covid so many of the stores were closedjskf. anyway, i hope you enjoy this fic and eat some kakigori :D

the sun was beating down on you hard. in fact, it was probably the hottest summer day that you were experiencing so far this year. even if you could feel kazuha creating a light breeze around you to get rid of the hot air, you still felt like you were going to melt under the bright sun. it was at times like this when you wished you had a cryo or hydro vision.

you were walking through inazuma city with your white-haired childhood friend, kazuha, because you created plans to have some hotpot later with thoma, ayaka, and ayato. however, you decided to come a little earlier to look around the city since you wanted to build up an appetite. you had stopped by ogura textiles and kimonos earlier and had ordered some new silks, but now you needed a quick snack. as you walked through the streets, you noticed a new stand that wasn’t there yesterday.

“kazu! look! let’s check out that stand over there.”

you grabbed his hand and dragged him over to the stand and read the sign that was at the top.

“kakigori!” you looked at kazuha excitedly.

kazuha hummed as he stood beside you. “i remember when we shared a bowl of kakigori so many years ago.”

indeed, it had been so long since you had kakigori, but you could already taste the sweet condensed milk, chewy mochi on top, and the cold ice wiping out any oncoming heat stroke.

ever since the vision hunt decree had been issued, it had been difficult to find someone who was willing to make the laborious kakigori and even more difficult to find someone who was willing to pay for it. before the decree, those with cryo visions would create new blocks of ice and shave them into flakes, but once their visions were taken away, they would have had to resort to getting real blocks of ice which could only be found in snezhnaya. once the sakoku decree was issued, all hopes of seeing the icy delicacy were gone.

however, as you watched the man create ice from thin air and start turning the crank of the machine, letting the snowy substance fall and collect in a bowl, you could feel your childhood memories of being with kazuha coming back to you.

kazuha was quick to notice the twinkle in your eyes which were glued to the machine. “a cold dessert on a day like this will leave us feeling renewed. allow me to treat you to some.”

“really?”

he nodded.

“we should go order then!”

the two of you reached the front of the line, and you ordered shirokuma while kazuha ordered ujikintoki. usually, the both of you would just order typical kakigori with sweet condensed milk and red bean, but today the both of you felt like trying something new. being a little bold never hurt anyone.

you watched, fascinated, as the man expertly used his vision to create a thick block of ice which was then put in the machine. he took the crank and started turning, and you watched the ice shavings layer on top of each other in the wooden bowl. once two bowls were filled, he started adding the toppings: the fruits and beans were already at the bottom of yours, so he only added milk and honey and more fruits on top while for kazuha he added green tea syrup, red bean paste, and sweet condensed milk.

as promised, kazuha paid for both of your orders and you thanked both the man and kazuha as you took your bowl to find somewhere to sit. you found an empty table for two with a parasol to provide shade, and you and kazuha sat across from each other.

you carefully scooped up some of the ice and the toppings and took a bite. it tasted even better than you remembered. the coolness of the ice drained the heat out of you and the fruit was sweet and refreshing.

“kazu, you should try mine,” you suggested.

you scooped up some more with his favorite fruit and held the spoon in front of his face. 

kazuha hesitated for a moment. he wasn’t as ignorant as many thought he was when it came to couple things. he knew that feeding someone with their own spoon was not done between just friends. the crew on the crux would always jokingly spoon-feed each other as if they were a married couple and beidou would even chime in saying that they were sharing an indirect kiss. even when they were just joking, kazuha never partook. it was embarrassing but also, he couldn’t imagine sharing a kiss, even an indirect one, with anyone else other than the person that he had liked since he was a child.

the heat disguised his reddened face as he leaned in and ate the kakigori. it was as good as he expected, but he wasn’t sure what was sweeter. the sugary kakigori or your expression that was looking at him, a mixture of innocent expectance as you leaned against the table to be closer to him.

he cleared his throat. “it was very good.”

your eyes lit up as if yoimiya’s fireworks were exploding in your irises. “see? getting this kakigori was such a good idea.”

he nodded. anything more he said would probably come out in a high-pitched voice out of slight nerves.

“but kazu,” you started as you put down your spoon, “can i try some of yours?”

the heat that was being eliminated by his kakigori was starting to rise up again. he knew that he wouldn’t be able to use your spoon because it could be awkward. he wasn’t even against the idea of you using his spoon either. so why was he so hesitant? kazuha always dropped everything he was doing in order to help you.

so he carefully scooped up the green ice and red beans. it was a pretty generous scoop that he held out to you. kazuha wasn’t sure how to describe your expression. although it looked like any expression of anticipation, kazuha, who had known you for so long, could tell that there was a hidden expression of excitement and something more that he couldn’t describe.

you ate the kakigori and your expression looked very satisfied.

“it’s sweet, but it’s a bit more subdued in a mature way. it reminds me of you, kazu,” you laughed.

sweet but mature. of course it wasn’t the first time someone had called him those words, but it felt much different when it was from you.

the two of you shared stories as you were eating, but noticed that it was probably soon time to go take a walk again before meeting at komore teahouse. after you put away the empty bowls and were about to leave, you noticed a couple feeding each other their kakigori.

“look kazu! that couple is sharing an indirect kiss, how cute!”

kazuha nearly choked. so you were completely aware the whole time?

“we should come by this stand again, the kakigori was so good and it gives me so much nostalgia.”

kazuha nodded, but he wasn’t even sure what he was nodding to. his mind was much too occupied with what you just said beforehand. so you knew that sharing the spoons were indirect kisses and you also knew that it was a thing with couples. but you had also shared it with him, a friend.

you could see the gears turning in kazuha’s head as he tried understand your words. you knew he was a bit dense at times, but you hoped that this was enough of a hint as to how you felt about him.

kazuha turned to you. he was quite terrible at hiding it when he was extremely happy since his eyes couldn’t lie. “let’s have kakigori again tomorrow and try something new.”

taglist. @plasmasimagination

[laviethepooh]

cold dinner | yanfei x reader

summary. you come back to your and yanfei’s home after a commission goes wrong.

ft. yanfei x gn!reader

cw. injury, blood, violence (none of which are in a lot of detail)

wc. 1.0k

notes. a request that i got on my wattpad :D i never wrote for yanfei before, but i thought her overthinking was pretty fun to write about. hope you enjoy!

the minute hand on the clock ticked by more slowly than usual as the hour hand crept its way to 1. you had promised yanfei that you would be home 5 hours earlier at the latest but the home was still empty save for yanfei.

yanfei had prepared a hot meal for you, expecting that you’d be home for dinner and starving after completing your commission, but the silken tofu and stew had gone cold a long time ago. yanfei had tried to pass the time with no worries because she believed that maybe your commission was running later than usual. she re-recited the laws of liyue, measured a few objects on her scale, and read a new book from xingqiu when she finally looked up at the clock and realized how late it was getting.

although she wasn’t worried before, the anxiety was building up quickly now.

is y/n’s commission supposed to take this long? the exact words were ‘i’ll be back by 8 at latest for dinner,” so does that mean they expected it to take long? they must have been expecting to be home by a normal dinner time. was the commission a favor for someone that involved fighting or something else? should i ask katheryne about y/n?

yanfei paced the floor of the living room back and forth, analyzing the words you said before you waved goodbye to her. but no matter how much she thought about what you said, she couldn’t come to any sort of conclusion.

“right, maybe i should go to katheryne and ask her,” yanfei decided.

“or maybe it’s best to just wait for y/n,” yanfei changed her mind.

“but i could get a result faster by asking katheryne,” yanfei realized again.

as she went back and forth between staying and leaving, she heard the door creak open.

“yanfei…”

yanfei looked towards the opened door and rushed towards you. it was a terrible sight.

even though it was dark outside, your condition was clearly horrible. you leaned against the frame of the door as you croaked out yanfei’s name. your hair was a mess and your expression was one of excruciating pain. the light from the house illuminated the blood you were covered in. yanfei couldn’t tell whose blood it was, but the way you clutched your side was a clue. the moment yanfei had you in her arms, you immediately collapsed into them and she dragged you to a bed, peppering you with questions.

“y/n? what happened? who did this to you? when did this happen? what commission made you go through this?”

you rasped out, “water.” and yanfei ran to get you some along with bandages and ointments.

she handed you the water and you drained it immediately. 

“i’m sorry,” yanfei apologized, “i don’t have much for your wounds but some bandages and a few antiseptic ointments. i’d call for baizhu but i don’t think he’d come out right now. just bear with me for a little bit.”

yanfei carefully peeled off your clothes and gasped when she saw the gaping wound on your side. it was a large gash created from an extremely sharp edge and there burn wounds everywhere. she felt your forehead and although she had some resistance to heat, she could feel that you were completely burning up.

yanfei wasn’t one to curse much, but at a time like this she couldn’t help but slip one out: “shit.”

she took a clean rag with cool water and started cleaning up your wounds and laying them along your burns. you winced at the pain which only made yanfei wince along with you. luckily, you looked much better once you were cleaned up. she laid a cool towel on your forehead to ease your fever before getting to work on your cut.

“i’m sorry, yanfei,” you gasped as yanfei applied an ointment to the wound, “you must’ve waited for me for such a long time. never thought that i’d be attacked by a fatui agent out of nowhere. wanted revenge-” you inhaled sharply “-for his brother. i let his brother off easier than this though.”

yanfei shook her head as she wrapped the bandage around your torso. “you don’t need to apologize for anything. although i was and am worried, i only want to make you feel better.”

yanfei continued to dress your wounds and tried to apply a burn cream made out of slime condensate. she knew that there was always a chance of accidentally burning someone with her pyro powers, so she always had an ointment on hand. the cool feeling must have been soothing because you seemed to look more relaxed.

you tried to explain the commission to yanfei as she applied the cream everywhere, “some guy wanted me to take a pendant back that an agent stole. i didn’t have to do much to get it back, just pointed my weapon at him and he was scrambling away, leaving the pendant behind. i was goin’ back to the harbor when his brother attacked me saying that i’d get what i deserved. never saw it coming. but he let me go with the pendant after giving me a beating. really is quite beautiful. i luckily got it in my pocket right now so i’ll return it tomorrow.”

“you are not going to be returning it tomorrow,” yanfei declared. her emerald eyes bore into yours. “you are going to stay home and i will be taking care of the commission for you.”

you whined. “but i need to.”

she shook her head in response. “what you need to do is stay in bed and get your fever down. i’m going to bring baizhu here tomorrow to take a look at you.”

you pouted. (how could you pout even in this situation?) “fine.”

once yanfei finished applying the cream everywhere, she started to get a soup going for your fever. however, when she came back with the finished soup, she saw that you had fallen asleep already. she would have woken you up, but seeing how you were deep in your slumber, she decided against it.

“you must be so tired,” she murmured as she sat beside you and started to gently pat your head, “i wish i could have helped you back there.”

yanfei moved her hand and put it against your cheek, watching as you nuzzled against it and mumbled softly, “love you, yanfei.”

she sighed and pressed a kiss on your forehead. “i love you too, y/n.”

[laviethepooh]

MAY I HAVE A THOMA PROPOSAL HCS IM BEGGING

but it’s okay if it’s a no too-

love your works <33

summary. how thoma would propose to his lover.

ft. thoma x gn!reader

cw. none

notes. FELLOW THOMA ENJOYER HELLO <33 i hope you enjoy! i've seen a proposal once in my life and it was in central park and my friends and i nearly crashed it but anyway-

thoma loves you so much, how could he not propose to you?

as an immigrant from mondstadt living in the heart of inazuma, he was never entirely comfortable no matter where he went–a piece of him always felt left behind

but whenever he was with you, he felt like he was at home

he wanted to be with you forever and prayed to all of the archons that you would let him

to prepare for the engagement he ran all over inazuma city whenever he had the time or had to go to the city for errands

he prepared a beautiful diamond ring surrounded by small sango pearls that he gathered himself

he went to your family for their permission which they gave happily and thoma was beaming that day

on the day he wanted to propose he went to ayato for a day off (which he obviously gave him–ayato was giving advice the whole time and being the #1 hypeman)

but because he loved you, he wasn't sure if he should marry you; to many inazumans, he was still considered an outsider and you could be treated the same

but because you loved him, he convinced himself that it would be fine and he would just have to work harder

when the sun was starting to set he took you on a walk to chinju forest and led you through the torii

as the moonlight shone above the two of you–archons, you looked so heavenly in front of him–thoma took your hands and led you to where you shared your first kiss

he tried his hardest to hide the fact that his hands were clammy and his head was overheating

"i love you," thoma said and you laughed saying "i would hope so, because i love you too much for my feelings not to be reciprocated"

your words that came out so comfortably and naturally put his mind at ease and whatever was worrying him before was no longer important

when thoma dropped to one knee, your hands still in his, he saw you gasp

"my life would be incomplete without you: my other half and my home. can you stay with me forever, please? will you marry me?"

he brought out the ring and his head felt cloudy and clear at the same time as he watched your reaction intently

but your extended hand and "yes" was a clear sign that the ring needed to go on, which he did with trembling hands

for the following days, he was absolutely beaming and introducing you to everyone as his future spouse but he was genuinely so grateful and happy and made sure you knew that

bro thoma would literally be so happy though like he’d be tearing up and stuff after the proposal

man, why can’t he be real-

[laviethepooh]

soap suds | thoma x reader

summary. after having dinner, you and thoma wash the dishes together

ft. thoma x gn!reader

cw. maybe modern!au depending on if sinks are canon lol

wc. 0.8k

notes. i have no clue where the idea come from- the recipes that thoma made for you are mondstadt reputation rewards because i think his reputation would be maxed.

you sighed contentedly, “that was a wonderful dinner, thoma. i’m gonna have to have you make some more of those mondstadtian recipes for me.”

thoma smiled. “it was my pleasure! i’m happy that you enjoyed it so much. these are comfort foods of mine, so i’m glad to share them with you.”

you had invited thoma over for dinner hoping that you could treat him to something a bit calmer than all of those hotpot game rounds. you had recently learned how to make yakisoba properly after learning the recipe from mr. shimura. however, before you could offer to make something, he was already starting to cook something up in your own kitchen. when you asked what he was doing, he said he wanted to treat you to something special and after seeing that excited look on his face, you couldn’t decline.

you wanted to help out in some way, but didn’t want to get in the way of thoma so instead you observed beside him. you watched as he carefully sliced apples and cooked steak. at some point, you watched him put something into an oven and the kitchen started to smell sweet and savory. once thoma had finished, he ushered you to your own table told you to “eat up.” and so you ate happily until you had finished what he made for you, the taste of nostalgia and love in every bite.

but now that feeling of being full and happy was starting to fade away as you looked at the numerous dirty dishes in front of you. you didn’t blame thoma for making a bit of a mess while cooking since he made a whole dinner for you. instead, you grabbed your plate and thoma’s and went over to the sink.

“wait, y/n, let me help,” thoma called out as he started to get out of his seat but after placing the dishes into the sink you pushed him back in.

“you’ve already done more than enough for me,” you replied, “you don’t have to wash the dishes too.”

perhaps it was his housekeeping instincts, but he couldn’t help but join you while washing the dishes. surprised by his antics, you flicked soapy water at his face.

thoma gasped dramatically, “my taroumaru apron!” (yes, he was wearing an apron and yes, it had taroumaru’s face on the front of it.)

“i said i’d wash the dishes,” you retorted, but the smile was clear on your face and you could tell thoma was enjoying this as well as his grin grew.

he scooped up some soap suds and flicked them back at you. “and i said i’d help!”

back and forth, the two of you tossed soap bubbles at each other. at one point, you had grabbed a whole bunch and put it on thoma’s face, making a foamy beard, and in retaliation, thoma put some on your head in the shape of an odd hat. the sound of giggles and running water filled the air and the kitchen was starting to smell like sakura blossoms as the soap war continued. 

by the time you realized that you had run out of bubbles to flick, you realized that the two of you were extremely messy. or maybe you were clean since technically soap was a cleaning agent. you could tell thoma was holding in laughter at the way you were practically covered in the froth from head to toe. however, thoma didn’t look much different from you.

he shook his head like a dog to try and get them off as best as he could but there were still bubbles clinging to his face. you went over with a clean towel and wiped them off for him, laughing at how silly he was sometimes.

as you moved on to get rid of the suds in his hair, his hands met yours and he moved onto trying to clean you up. his hands were gentle and meticulous which was surprising because all he was looking at was your eyes. his bright green eyes were filled with amusement as he gave you a small kiss that you returned just as quickly.

even though the two of you were covered in soap bubbles, you wrapped your arms around him, taking in how sweet he always smelled and how his vision always left him warm. he wrapped his arms around you and started kissing the top of your head which probably smelled like the sakura-scented soap that you were using.

“that was fun, but now we really have to clean up!”

you groaned. you had totally forgotten about the dirty dishes.