…something to look forward to. [ reaches to take five’s hand, bringing it to his lips for a kiss. ] Im worried about Zhongli Xiansheng too. Having to deal with that.
I don’t like knowing that I’m making things harder for him, especially when he’s got plenty else to deal with. But… but also I want his attention, all of it, … [ and that miiiight be the extreme jealousy talking. ]
You might have to accept sometimes he'll have others to take care of. But when you also need to be taken care of that doesn't mean you should push yourself aside so you won't trouble him. I'm pretty sure he'd rather be by your side if you told him you need him.
[ Okay, that's a little weird for Childe. He's wondering if maybe the torture wasn't more psychological than physical - and maybe he'd been forced to be alone. He's experienced things like that, after all ]
You've made my days brighter, ever since I met you.
[ that spurs a couple of feels he hadn't been expecting but he lets the overwhelming surge of jealousy crush them underfoot for the time being. ] I might them real bright, blinding some might say.
...something like that. I drank a little in the house. [ scrapes his fangs along five's neck. ] We can talk while I ravage you. I want everybody else to know that you... and me... [ he knows he should show some restraint, but he kisses him, setting a hand to his chest and pressing hard. ] I like you a lot, sensei. A whole lot.
[ Well, he's the one who asked for a kiss, but he certainly didn't expect it like this and even for Childe this kind of behavior is odd. He brings his hands to his shoulder, like he's about to push him away even if he doesn't in the end, partly because him pressing hard against him like that wasn't expected ]
I don't think it's a good idea, you're not thinking clearly and I haven't taken a potion.
...Emet-Selch is lucky. [ he keeps raking his teeth over his neck. ] I want to bite you so bad, sensei. [ instead he hums against his skin, shutting his eyes and huffing out a hot breath. ] You don't need to take a potion. We don't have to go *that* far. I just want you to know that I really like you. I'd go as far as to say you're my second favorite person here, behind Zhongli Xiansheng, unsurprisingly.
I didn’t mean to upset you, sensei. I’ll make it up to you. [ drops a kiss on his neck, lips pulling into a smile. ] How about I just tell you that I’ve had that crush for some time, but I didn’t want to believe that I had all these feelings for you or even that you had any feelings for me. But it makes me happy.
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Of course you're not weak. otherwise why would they do that?
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[ he'll lightly brush his cheek with his knuckles at that, and then— ]
It's easy to feel helpless when everything keeps going south. But it's not your fault.
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Is that why you texted me and not him? You don't want him to worry about you?
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[ he'll squeeze his hand a little ]
You're only making things harder for yourself.
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But at least… at least I have you, sensei. [ reaches for his cheeks, cupping then with a wide, toothy grin. ]
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[ he'll bring one hand over Childe's on his ]
I'm here with you for as long as you need me but I'm not a substitute. Who do you want to be with now, Tartaglia?
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Well then you're going to have to text him too.
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I do. You're important for me too.
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You've made my days brighter, ever since I met you.
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[ he doesn't know what he had been expecting. ]
[ that spurs a couple of feels he hadn't been expecting but he lets the overwhelming surge of jealousy crush them underfoot for the time being. ] I might them real bright, blinding some might say.
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I'm guessing the alcohol got to you. And you know. The rest. Are you sure you don't want to talk more?
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I don't think it's a good idea, you're not thinking clearly and I haven't taken a potion.
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[ his face does go red, however, and of course feeling his teeth and breath against him is having an effect on him ]
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So Emet-Selch was right when he said you fancied me.
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