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( something about kaeya trying not to smile thrills him more than annoying the calvary captain. his hollow blues fixate on his mouth, captivated, before flickering up to meet the man’s eye. )
i aim to please.
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( aww. it’s a shame the more kaeya complains, the more tartaglia wants to bat him around like a cat with a toy. he leaaans forward, filling the space the captain created. )
no—pe.
( and he’s loudly taking in air again. )
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@enkindIing ㅤ
( the harbinger snorts a laugh as he half rolls his eyes, entertained by master ragnvindr coming out all this way just for him. ah. sorry. for his debt. he leans forward, stealing the safety of distance. )
yeah? not a single thing? i think i could come up with a few.
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funeral parlor. he even made sure to clean himself up, the stench that lingered around him this morning replaced by a cologne sonia bought him. he perks up upon spying those familiar cor lapis hues. )
there you are. didn’t chew you out too badly, did she?
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( where once the hound would have bared its teeth at the hand at fed it another promise, the harbinger’s flash of teeth serves as only a crooked, dopey grin. )
cool.
( his treasure, huh? it’s so stupid, mouth-rotting sweet that it squeezes ajax’s heart painfully.
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( it wouldn't be hard to imagine them both sparring against any and all creatures that got in their path. morax had once relished the feel of battle, but it felt as though zhongli had long since stopped enjoying it.
childe easily helped bring the spark of enjoyment back. )
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he can be graced by the sight of it again. crazy, huh? hard to remember he nearly drove his spear into the dragon’s heart in a fit of hatred.
certainly harder to recall, a hour or so later, when the eager dog has fetched their lunch and waits outside the
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he’s still new to this— to them. but he’s allowed this, right? he doesn’t wait for the answer, face turned flustered and pink, quick to draw back. feet itching to take off. )
yeah. yep. i’ll go get that!
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( he decides not to bring up the fact that zhongli doesn’t 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 to work for his mora. again. the harbinger had a steady amount of it, more than enough to go around— althouuuugh what pantalone didn’t know wouldn’t kill him.
plus, zhongli enjoyed it. )
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( the corners of their lips lift, growing amused by how pleased childe seemed to be about his training session. ) it's almost a shame i couldn't have joined you, but one must work for their mora.
speaking of. . . ( he peers at the fabric once more, lips thinning. )
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ah…. let her know it was my bad, maybe she’ll go a little easier on you! i’ll see you soon then, yea?
( before zhongli can respond, he dares to press scarred lips against their soft cheek. the action comes naturally— but his heart still quickens, nerves aflame.
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