[ goes to the pile of clothes and stoops down, picking up zhongli's jacket ( or attempting to! ) because he's going to fold it. ] You said you're not breakable and I somehow broke you... dummy.
[ At first, the small dragon flails as he is suddenly airborne not of his own power. But when he realizes what it is happening, he burrows into Childe's arms, tiny claws prickling through the fabric of his sleeves and tail looping as much as it can around his waist. ]
I'm going to be honest... this is not what I expected either. [ stifles a bit of a laugh and brings zhongli close to his chest. ] Maybe I didn't use enough, ..? But, ah, Xiansheng. I didn't know you could BECOME so small. You're really too cute. [ snuggles his face into zhongli's back. ] You look like an adorable stuffed animal.
[ childe, meanwhile, is BEAMING behind him. how is he so cute! it's melting his heart. ] I'd imagine so. I'm sorry, Xiansheng, but I can't see you striking fear into anybody's hearts looking like this. [ kisses the top of his head. ] You're the cutest God of War I've ever seen.
Ha! You know me so well, Xiansheng. I would have loved to square off again you in your dragon form, although fighting you in any shape is exhilarating. [ kisses the crown of his head once again and heads back into the living room. once there, he drops into the pillow pile and sets zhongli on his chest, stroking his back. ] It's alright. I don't mind this as much as you think, and it's too cute not to enjoy. I'm not sure what caused this, specifically, but I hope you're not too disappointed in the result either.
I bet. Is this specific form on that you had been capable of shifting into back in Liyue, or is it new and just a result of a dragon potion? [ oh no. the purring! he continues stroking him, moving along the side of his head, so he can eventually scritch under his chin. ] I guess it looks a little like your Exuvia. [ his other hand reaches to take one of zhongli's paws in hand. let him see those cute little beans! ]
No. I've never worn a form this small. I can think of no occasion where such a miniature form would be useful.
[ Zhongli's paw and therefore beans get. Zhongli is perfectly content to let Childe examine him as he likes, simply coiling around him closer in other places when he is moved. ]
Recon, perhaps. I doubt anybody would expect such a small dragon to sneak into their territory in an attempt to steal secrets. [ laughs… smiling fondly at zhongli. ] Hey, Xiansheng… [ his smile suddenly twists into something wicked as he rolls zhongli onto his back and then blows a raspberry right on his tummy. ]
[ Oh what a fool Zhongli is for not seeing this turn of events.
There is a displeased rumble as he is manhandled and Zhongli's tail thwacks against Childe's chest in displeasure. But then Zhongli squeaks. Indignantly! At the press of lips against his stomach and tries to violently squirm away.
[ childe lets him tryyyy. ] Just what are you doing Xiansheng? Having a taste of me? Am I delicious? [ he changes into a fox and scruffs him, dragging him even further into the pile. time to bury the dragon!!! ]
ok done.
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And now Childe is staring down the barrel of a petite, plush sized dragon with narrowed eyes and tail lashing. ]
Childe!
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/3 i lied
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LOOK AT YOU, XIANSHENG,
YOU'RE SO CUTE!
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Ah yes.
Those are horns. ]
Childe...
Indoor voices.
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This is not what I expected.
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[ he's going to head to bathroom to show him! ]
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Look Xiansheng.
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He baps his paws on his own cheeks while still half curled around Childe's neck, resulting in soft paffing sounds. ]
This is---
Squishier than my normal form.
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Nor do I have any doubts that my true dragon form would strike anything but excitement into your heart.
[ And Zhongli turns away from the mirror to preen under the affection, pressing back close against Childe as his tail lazily flicks back and forth.
He thumps his head against Childe's shoulder. ]
I only hope you are not too disappointed that your hard work did not result in my true dragon form.
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Something that sounds mysteriously like purring. ]
On the contrary. It is pleasing to be able to change my form to something more familiar like this.
It is strange... to be confined to one vessel.
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[ Zhongli's paw and therefore beans get. Zhongli is perfectly content to let Childe examine him as he likes, simply coiling around him closer in other places when he is moved. ]
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There is a displeased rumble as he is manhandled and Zhongli's tail thwacks against Childe's chest in displeasure. But then Zhongli squeaks. Indignantly! At the press of lips against his stomach and tries to violently squirm away.
That tickled, yanno!!! ]
Ch---Childe!
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[ keeps his face there, humming against zhongli’s tummy. ] Hm~? What is it Xiansheng? [ chu. ]
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And in a tone that is the closest to a whine as Zhongli has ever produced: ]
You're teasing me.
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I am not. [ said in the tone of somebody clearly just messing with you. ]
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It goes as well as one would think being bitten by a plush would. Gnaw gnaw gnaw. ]
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