[ childe's breath catches in his throat as the mark sears the back of his neck, his eyes fluttering closed as he feels the immense pressure start to build behind it. as his mouth drops open he lets out a shuddering breath, nails digging into whatever part of zhongli he's hanging on to, one eye eventually opening to watch as he speaks. ] A gift I humbly accept, Zhongli Xiansheng. [ and he finally does kiss him, the moment the mark pulses his lips are on zhongli's. ]
[ Just as Childe protects Zhongli from the pattering of raindrops overhead, Zhongli wraps his arms around Childe and shelters him from the outside world like an awning over a street corner or a cave carved out of a mountain. Rigid, all-encompassing and absolute.
His arms wrap around Childe's in a vice-grip much more sturdier than their embraces in Imeeji, but no less gentle and tender as he presses his lips to Childe in return. ]
Morax never knew Liyue. It was but a stretch of beach untouched by Osial's wrath at the time he stumbled upon it.
Rex Lapis lived generations of mortal lifetimes there.
But Zhongli - Liyue is home to Zhongli because he met a young, brash and reckless Harbinger named Tartaglia there. Someone who taught him that life is best lived when enjoying it to the fullest.
[ it kind of hurts to be squeezed like this... but he doesn't complain, because he knows zhongli is as strong as stone, and the intensity of the embrace is just a testament to how much he cares. he loves this. he loves him. ] ... [ childe smiles warmly. ] And you, Xiansheng, showed me kindness and friendship... two things that have seldom been offered because of my nature and my status. Every single day I'm thankful for the relationship we shared, even before it turned into this... you're very special to me, Xiansheng, and I'm glad to have met you.
I will. Of course I will. I'd like to wear it in the waking world too, so maybe we can figure out how to manage that. [ childe reaches to his neck, stroking his fingers over the mark with a widening smile. ] Mark or not I'll always find my way to you.
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His arms wrap around Childe's in a vice-grip much more sturdier than their embraces in Imeeji, but no less gentle and tender as he presses his lips to Childe in return. ]
Morax never knew Liyue. It was but a stretch of beach untouched by Osial's wrath at the time he stumbled upon it.
Rex Lapis lived generations of mortal lifetimes there.
But Zhongli - Liyue is home to Zhongli because he met a young, brash and reckless Harbinger named Tartaglia there. Someone who taught him that life is best lived when enjoying it to the fullest.
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In at least this...
[ And he starts drawing Childe back toward the shelter of the mountains, the earth rumbling underneath their feet. ]
Let I find my way to you, and you to me.
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