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mitschki · 9 days
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Husband Neuvillette headcanons!
In the eyes of the nation of Fontaine, your Husband Neuvillette is perceived as a cold-hearted and distant figure. However, within the confines of your marriage, he exhibits a hefty contrast— showering you with warmth, affection, and a romantic demeanor unbeknownst to the public eye. You are occasionally reminded of your fortune to be privy to this exclusive facet of his character. Conversely, from Neuvillette's perspective, he appreciates being able to express affectionate feelings exclusively towards you. He cherishes the opportunity to treasure you tenderly and love you with a delicacy reserved solely for your shared intimacy.
Husband Neuvillette who would be so tired and upset at his profession, at the world but never be sickened of you— his so beloved spouse. Your sole presence serves as a balm to his fatigued dragon soul, alleviating his stress and imbuing him with a sense of peace and contentment. Even amidst the flurry of his busy days, the mere thought of you brings forth a subtle smile to grace his features, a testament to the profound impact you have on his well-being and happiness.
Husband Neuvillette, upon returning home— he grows a tender habit of delicately clasping your hand and bestowing a series of soft kisses upon each knuckle. With closed eyes, he relishes the exquisite sensation of your skin against his lips, finding solace and reassurance in this intimate moment of connection.
Husband Neuvillette consistently demonstrates his unwavering devotion by adorning your doorstep with grand bouquets of your favorite flowers, accompanied by heartfelt letters of reassurance. He ensures that this sweet gesture, brought by the melusines, happens twice every month like clockwork. His love for you knows no bounds, and he delights in expressing it through these tender and romantic gestures.
Husband Neuvillette, in moments of vulnerability, finds solace in the comforting embrace of your presence. Despite the weight of his demanding work, he is occasionally moved to tears by the longing to hold you closer. With tender affection, he cradles your cheek in his palm, cherishing the sight of your face nestled against his hand. Though circumstances may keep him physically distant at times, his love for you remains a steadfast anchor in his heart.
Husband Neuvillette lights up whenever your name comes up in conversation. His affectionate regard for you becomes palpable as he eagerly engages, taking pride in extolling your virtues and recounting cherished memories. Indeed, his enthusiasm knows no bounds as he eagerly shares one story to another, ensuring that your presence is felt even in absentia through his unabashed admiration and love for you.
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ahh sorry for too much neuvillette content lately!! ive been too unhealthily invested on his character (´-`).。oO
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mitschki · 15 days
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various genshin men x sick!reader
incl: zhongli, itto, diluc
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Zhongli
On a stormy evening— as the relentless rain thrummed against the panes of your quiet bedroom, you found yourself ensconced under layers and layers of warm blankets, grappling with the all-too-familiar discomfort of a seasonal cold. Your body radiated a gentle warmth, a contrast to the chill that the rain brought and you occasionally interrupted the room's silence with a sharp sneeze, followed by the soft sniffles.
The ambiance of the room was subdued, lit only by the flickering light of a single candle that cast dancing shadows upon the walls. Beside your bed, on a modest brown table stood an empty vase. The gold curtains that your boyfriend Zhongli had chosen—a gift that brought warmth to your heart as much as it did to your home were drawn closed, shielding you from the gray unforgiving skies.
You had mentioned to Zhongli a few days ago that you weren't feeling too good and without hesitation, he insisted on taking care of you at your home. True to his word, Zhongli had been nothing short of attentive, spoiling you with comforting meals and gracing your space with fresh flowers daily. He even shared that he had personally collected the herbs for the tea he brewed, ensuring its freshness and potency.
Although you were initially reluctant to impose upon him, his persistence knew no bounds. He firmly believed in prioritizing your well-being, refusing to accept any objections when it came to your health.
"zhonglii...! i need you!" you called out, the sound punctuated by another sneeze and followed by the sound of sniffles. You heard his footsteps approaching, a reassuring cadence growing closer. The door creaked open and there he stood, Zhongli’s tall and composed figure filling the doorway. In his hands, he carried the subtle floral scent of flowers and a steaming cup of jasmine tea, its soothing aroma wafting towards you.
He hummed a soft gentle tune as he took in your forlorn state. Moving with his usual grace, Zhongli approached your bedside, his presence a comforting balm to the dreariness of your illness as he set the tea down beside you on the table.
"apologies if I took long, I was making this tea for you," he said, his voice carrying a note of tenderness. Carefully he placed the flowers in the vase, their colors vivid against the dim light before pulling a chair up beside your bed. Sitting down as he held the cup of jasmine tea in his hands, offering it to you with a gentle gaze.
"what if i died and you weren't here to save me," a playful pout forming on your lips as zhongli raises his brow.
"Life and death follow the natural order, much like the daily journey of the sun," Zhongli frowns, "yet, the possibility of our separation even by death, is a heavy thought to bear."
"Should destiny ever divide our paths, have faith that I will seek you out once more. No obstacle, not even death, can prevent me from returning to your side." as zhongli leans in and plants a gentle peck on your forehead, observing a subtle blush spread across your face.
"ugh i can never joke around you.."
Itto
You were resting in Itto's quarters, wrapped in blankets. Itto had been vigilant ever since you told him you were sick, his usual bravado shifting to earnest worry. He'd insisted on keeping you close, with members of the Arataki Gang stationed outside just in case you needed anything while he was away. Now, you were sitting on his bed with Itto beside you, holding a bowl of soup. He carefully spooned the soup into your mouth, his eyes fixed on your face, eager to see your reaction.
"itto.. darling, did you perhaps.. make this soup?" you ask, noticing the unusual flavor.
He hesitated for a moment then pouted defensively, "I tried alright! It’d be too risky to feed you something from outside! What if it worsens your condition or something!" he exclaimed, his concern evident in his furrowed brow, “Besides... I tried to put as many healing herbs in there as possible, which explains the erm... the taste! But... it is made with love!"
You manage a weak smile, appreciating his efforts despite the questionable culinary result, "thank you.. itto."
Itto's frown deepens as he notices how frail you sound. He sets the bowl aside and gently brushes your hair back from your forehead, checking if you feel feverish, "alright, that's it! time to kick this sickness outta here," he declares with renewed vigor.
He stands up briskly, "stay right here, I'm gonna get you something that'll definitely help!" Itto rushes out of the room, leaving instructions with his gang members milling outside. Moments later, he returns with a small box of hand-picked herbs from a trusted herbalist.
"Okay, these are supposed to be super effective. We’re gonna brew a mighty potion that’ll have you up and running in no time!"
While the herbs are being prepared into a more potent remedy, Itto keeps you entertained with tales of his duels and misadventures, each story more boisterous than the last. His endless energy and heartfelt care do more than any soup could, providing warmth and reassurance. Itto remains by your side, proving that his dedication in times of need is as formidable as his strength in battle.
Diluc
You had informed Diluc that you were feeling unwell and he suggested that you stay at his winery for the time being. The maids frequently attended to your needs and Diluc was often by your side when his responsibilities allowed. Whenever he was occupied, he made sure to send you letters, ensuring you felt cared for. Additionally, he often spent the nights watching over you, offering comfort and security during your recovery.
You were currently in his room, engrossed in a newspaper that had captured your interest.
Diluc’s expression tightens slightly upon entering the room and seeing you amused by the newspaper article—a mix of disapproval and amusement barely peeking through his stern exterior. He’s not one for rumors or frivolity, especially when it concerns his personal life or business.
"Diluc, Mondstadt's winery owner or a secret head priest?" you stifle your laughter as you read aloud.
"You shouldn't be reading that," he admonishes gently, his voice low and somewhat weary, "you need to rest, not entertain gossip."
He sits down beside you, his movements precise and deliberate. Diluc reaches out to carefully tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear, his touch light but filled with concern. His hand then lingers at your forehead, checking for fever. He seems relieved to find your condition unchanged or perhaps slightly better.
"Oh but it is interesting," you challenge with a playful grin, trying to lighten his mood and draw him out of his shell.
Diluc can’t help but let a small, almost imperceptible smile cross his lips before he regains his composure, "I suppose if it amuses you, it can’t be all bad," he concedes, his voice softening, "But let's not take every word to heart."
"If you're feeling up to it, perhaps a short story instead?" he suggests.
"if its interesting than the one i am reading then sure," you chuckle, watching as he gently takes your hand and brings it close to his face, softly kissing your knuckles.
"you'll enjoy it," he responds with a subtle smile, "it's about us."
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sort of tried experimenting on this onee (^_^*).. dk who to write lately
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mitschki · 19 days
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i have like an obsession that lasts for a week then poof then returns and its a cycle all over again..
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mitschki · 19 days
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ZHONGLI
Zhongli | Tender Bond
Husband Zhongli Headcanons
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mitschki · 19 days
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Husband Zhongli headcanons! f!reader
In social settings, your Husband Zhongli is an epitome of calm and knowledge. However, the moment the conversation drift to his beloved wife, a noticeable change washes over him. This demeanor, though quiet and gentle, is unmistakable to those attentive listeners— a softness in his gaze and a sweet smile that only thoughts of you can bring. It’s a silent declaration of his love, visible in the sparkle of his golden eyes and the warmth of his smile, revealing the depth of his affection for you.
Husband Zhongli, when asked about his wife, his usual façade of solemnity melts into a tender expression, "Ah, my wife—she is doing quite well, thank you for asking," he smiles, his tone carrying a note of pride intertwined with fondness.
Husband Zhongli, ever the connoisseur of Liyue’s history and culture, treasures his wife even more than his most cherished antiques. He believes you are far from just another prized possession in his collection. Whenever he talks about his wife, his love for you is obvious!— as lasting and solid as the ancient stones he holds in high regard. It's clear you are not just part of his life; but the core of his very existence.
Husband Zhongli, knowledgeable with the lore and landscapes of Liyue, cherishes the moments spent wandering its paths with you. Zhongli is accustomed to narrating tales, but the excitement that surge within him as he shares every detail to you is incomparable. He revels in your attentiveness, the way your eyes light up in fascination at his stories draws a soft smile to his face.
Husband Zhongli who values the small physical ways of showing he cares. Whether it's wrapping his arm around your waist when you're out together in public, or simply a soft touch on your back or shoulder. Or on occasions— he'll find a moment to gently tuck stray strand of hair behind your ear, a silent reminder of his constant and gentle attention towards you. Reminding you that he's always there, always so attentive to you.
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ahh sorry if this one is short!! i sort of don have any motivation to write! but um hopefully it returns! (o^^o)
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mitschki · 24 days
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IUDEX NEUVILLETTE
Neuvillette | Interlude
Husband Neuvillette | Endearing Affection
Husband Neuvillette Headcanons
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mitschki · 24 days
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Husband Neuvillette headcanons!
In the eyes of the nation of Fontaine, your Husband Neuvillette is perceived as a cold-hearted and distant figure. However, within the confines of your marriage, he exhibits a hefty contrast— showering you with warmth, affection, and a romantic demeanor unbeknownst to the public eye. You are occasionally reminded of your fortune to be privy to this exclusive facet of his character. Conversely, from Neuvillette's perspective, he appreciates being able to express affectionate feelings exclusively towards you. He cherishes the opportunity to treasure you tenderly and love you with a delicacy reserved solely for your shared intimacy.
Husband Neuvillette who would be so tired and upset at his profession, at the world but never be sickened of you— his so beloved spouse. Your sole presence serves as a balm to his fatigued dragon soul, alleviating his stress and imbuing him with a sense of peace and contentment. Even amidst the flurry of his busy days, the mere thought of you brings forth a subtle smile to grace his features, a testament to the profound impact you have on his well-being and happiness.
Husband Neuvillette, upon returning home— he grows a tender habit of delicately clasping your hand and bestowing a series of soft kisses upon each knuckle. With closed eyes, he relishes the exquisite sensation of your skin against his lips, finding solace and reassurance in this intimate moment of connection.
Husband Neuvillette consistently demonstrates his unwavering devotion by adorning your doorstep with grand bouquets of your favorite flowers, accompanied by heartfelt letters of reassurance. He ensures that this sweet gesture, brought by the melusines, happens twice every month like clockwork. His love for you knows no bounds, and he delights in expressing it through these tender and romantic gestures.
Husband Neuvillette, in moments of vulnerability, finds solace in the comforting embrace of your presence. Despite the weight of his demanding work, he is occasionally moved to tears by the longing to hold you closer. With tender affection, he cradles your cheek in his palm, cherishing the sight of your face nestled against his hand. Though circumstances may keep him physically distant at times, his love for you remains a steadfast anchor in his heart.
Husband Neuvillette lights up whenever your name comes up in conversation. His affectionate regard for you becomes palpable as he eagerly engages, taking pride in extolling your virtues and recounting cherished memories. Indeed, his enthusiasm knows no bounds as he eagerly shares one story to another, ensuring that your presence is felt even in absentia through his unabashed admiration and love for you.
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ahh sorry for too much neuvillette content lately!! ive been too unhealthily invested on his character (´-`).。oO
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mitschki · 24 days
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Zhongli who takes a day off and spends it with you!
"Zhongli, have you ever considered experimenting with different hairstyles?" you inquired, your gaze tender as it rested upon him nestled against your chest. With a furrowed brow, he met your gaze, the two of you having spent the entirety of the day entwined on your shared bed, indulging in moments of rest and playful banter.
It was a rare occurrence to witness Zhongli, the Geo Archon, exhibit such a tender and affectionate side, making this day spent together all the more precious. You couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness knowing he had willingly agreed to take a day off and devote it to your company.
"What prompts such an inquiry? Is my current hairstyle not to your satisfaction, my beloved?" he questioned, his brow furrowed in genuine curiosity as you stifled a laugh, gently shaking your head in denial.
"I'm merely asking," you reassured gently, "perhaps suggesting you experiment with side bangs or even consider a bald look," You slip a soft chuckle as he nestled against your chest once more, positioning his ear close to your heart. In response, he emitted a gentle hum, his closeness serving as a tender reassurance amidst your shared moment.
"You certainly possess a refined sense of humor, my dearest," he remarked, his expression softening as he felt your fingers gently caressing his scalp. You chuckled in response to his comment, evoking a smile from him as he basked in the sound of your laughter.
“Gosh stop talking like that!”
“In what manner, precisely?”
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mitschki · 24 days
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Husband Neuvillette! unwavering tenderness and commitment to his beloved wife, showcasing moments of gentle affection and heartfelt reassurance amidst the trials of daily life.
Neuvillette is the type of husband who would pause amidst intimacy upon seeing the slightest hint of tears adorning your face, he would stop, his concern palpable in the gentle furrow of his brow and the soft timbre of his voice. With tender reverence, he would delicately brush his fingers across your cheek, his gaze filled with a profound tenderness as he sought your reassurance, his heart poised to ease any distress that dared to mar your serenity.
He was kind, your neuvillette was always a sweet and considerate husband. Neuvillette was consistently mindful of his physical presence, always cautious not to cause any discomfort to his beloved. Preferring to express his affection through gentle gestures, he would opt to lie beside you, showering you with tender kisses and enfolding you in his embrace throughout the night.
Nevertheless, he approached intimacy with a profound reverence, cherishing the unity of body and spirit shared with his dear wife. His desire to connect intimately with you was never accompanied by complaints; rather, it was a testament to his deep love and appreciation for the bond you shared.
Neuvillette; committed to his duties, held the precious moments spent with you in the highest regard, regarding them as cherished opportunities for intimate connection. Despite the demands of his responsibilities, he valued your presence immensely, viewing it as a sanctuary amidst the rigors of his work. Rather than leaving you to fend for yourself during his engagements, he took proactive measures to ensure your well-being and contentment.
Employing the assistance of the melusines, he would arrange for regular check-ins, receiving reports directly to alleviate any concerns. Upon learning of your safety and happiness, a sigh of relief would escape him, accompanied by a soft, reassuring smile, a testament to his enduring devotion and care.
Returning home after a day consumed by his obligations, Neuvillette would often find solace in the sight of you peacefully slumbering upon your shared bed. The gentle glow of moonlight filtering through the windows would illuminate your features, accentuating your innate beauty. With great care to avoid disturbing your rest, he would lower himself onto the bed, a tender smile gracing his lips as he observed your tranquil countenance.
Silently, he would press kisses upon your forehead, your cheek, and your nose, each gesture infused with a reverence born of deep affection— eventually, your slumber would be interrupted by the tender insistence of his affection, prompting you to stir. Embracing you warmly, he would draw you close, nuzzling his face into the curve of your neck, finding solace in the closeness shared within the sanctity of your embrace.
"Mhmm, neuvillette?" you murmured, the unmistakable lilt of drowsiness coloring your words. Neuvillette responded with a gentle hum against your neck, savoring the tender caress of your hand as it traced delicately across his cheek. He found himself admiring the gentle grace with which you touched him, a reflection to the softness and delicacy of your affection.
"I am here, my dear wife," he smiled against the skin of your neck, planting gentle and tender kisses. "I am always here for you."
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mitschki · 24 days
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Jealous!Tartaglia, accustomed to being the center of attention, grows frustrated by her lack of focus on him.
The Eleventh Harbinger would never consciously dwell on another person’s lack of attention, considering it inconsequential given his status. However, unbeknownst to him— he finds himself subtly perturbed at the sight of you engaged in conversation with someone else from a distance.
Positioned outside Liyue's Northland Bank, he stands with arms crossed against the red railings, observing you amidst the bustling streets of Liyue. Despite his composed exterior, an undercurrent of frustration manifests as he grits his teeth, silently grappling with his unexpected reaction.
He was acquainted with you as a friend— Zhongli, the consultant from the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, would occasionally broach the subject of you during their tea sessions. Tartaglia would emit a noncommittal hum and furrow his brow in response to Zhongli's insightful observations about you.
Perhaps he harbored a subtle discomfort with your perceived closeness to Zhongli compared to himself. Maybe that it was during these conversations that his interest in you began to pique. He would then find himself observing you more closely, noting your bright and welcoming aura, which seemed to effortlessly draw others into your orbit.
Your consistently friendly nature stood in stark contrast to his own, with the mere notion of harboring no ill intentions appearing almost foreign to him. Maybe that it was the stark differences between your personalities that sparked his admiration for you. No, he wouldn’t say admiration. He didn’t like the thought of it, at least. He would evidently dismiss that idea.
But was it imperative for you to laugh so much around that person? Or to extend them your attention? Perhaps it was the way you delicately twirled strands of your hair between your fingers, or the radiant and expansive smile that graced your countenance with each spoken word. With a roll of his eyes and a furrowed brow, he averted his gaze, expressing his discontent in a restrained manner.
"Sir, we humbly request your presence inside," one of the Fatui agents addressed, bowing his head in deference to Tartaglia's esteemed position. Tartaglia emitted a slight scoff in response before gracefully acquiescing, parting from his current observation point to proceed inside the bank.
As the evening descended, the tantalizing aroma of Liyue's cuisine permeated the bustling streets. Tartaglia found himself scanning the area for food, his hunger gnawing at him and his mood souring. There was nothing more unsettling than encountering a hungry and disgruntled Harbinger, his perturbed aura too palpable for passersby to ignore. He scoffed at the wary glances directed his way; usually, he might have taken pride in the acknowledgment of his presence. However, in his current state, such recognition failed to bring him any satisfaction.
"Excuse me, sir, are you going to buy that?” a familiar voice inquired from behind. Tartaglia's eyes widened as he turned to see you, a soft smile adorning your face as you pointed towards the last grilled fish. Ah, of course, he had been standing there lost in contemplation for quite some time, deliberating over his feelings on the fish. Perhaps he didn't pay much attention to the people behind him, who were patiently waiting for their turns to make purchases.
Tartaglia nervously chuckled, stepping aside, “Oh! Forgive me, too much on my mind," he apologized, guiding his hands towards the fish. "You can have it," he offered with a smile. Despite hours of feeling upset over you, he couldn't help but feel a sense of nervousness. The complexity of his emotions in that moment left him feeling somewhat foolish. You responded with a soft laugh at his gesture.
"Let me buy this for you then, sir," you offered graciously, your smile radiant, “food eases thoughts!" You brimmed with enthusiasm as you paid the vendor and turned to him, extending the last grilled fish. A subtle blush crept onto his face as he took in the sight of you standing before him, your sweet smile warming his heart as you offered the fish.
Such a sweet girl. In response, he grinned as he remarked, "You are a remarkable person,” with a soft chuckle, smiling upon noticing a gentle blush spreading across your face.
“And you, sir, must be hungry.”
Perhaps your interaction was precisely what he needed. Your friendly nature that contrasted to his own, was what left him grappling with his own emotions and his understanding of you. Perhaps if you allowed him to immerse himself in your world, he would be more receptive to your warm shared perspectives.
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mitschki · 25 days
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she/they, [michi], mitchki on AO3, only platforms!
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Masterlists! ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶:
—GENSHIN IMPACT
Neuvillette
Tartaglia | Envy
Zhongli
Various genshin men
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mitschki · 25 days
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my first post ٩(^‿^)۶ hello everyonee
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mitschki · 25 days
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Busy!Neuvillette who is so dedicated to his duties, finds solace in occasional visits, particularly from you. Amidst his struggles with paperwork, y/n’s unexpected presence brings him relief.
Neuvillette was in his office as per usual, tending to the scattered paperwork on his desk. It was his everyday routine, working tirelessly on crucial tasks that required his immediate attention. It was his way of expressing his commitment to the nation of Fontaine. Visitors were a rarity, as he had instructed the melusines not to disturb him during his work hours, making it difficult for outsiders to secure a meeting with him.
Although interruptions were not typically welcome, Neuvillette found a certain relief in the occasional visitors, perhaps a subconscious acknowledgment of his relentless work schedule. Although, he does prefer to finish his work rather than having the task interrupted midway through. Yet, when y/n graced his office with her presence, his perspective shifted entirely.
He found himself relieved to set his duties aside solely to engage in conversation with her, captivated by her tales of travel throughout Tevyat. Despite his centuries of experience and knowledge, he yearned to learn more about her travels around Tevyat; it enlightened the Iudex.
Maybe it was the way you perceived the world that made your experiences a great story to share. He loved your enthusiasm either way, it was rather infatuating.
It was another day for Neuvillette, working on a document that has remained his attention for several days. It irked him, it wasn't the document that had frustrated him greatly, but rather the answer to it that still remain unbeknownst to him. He sighed deeply, he was an experienced and intelligent man. So why can he not finish this efficiently? He looks over to the piles of documents to the side of his table, which needed to be taken care of the next.
He leaned his head back against the chair and closes his eyes, irritated— until he hears the door swing open, footsteps echoing his office. "Monsieur!" The familiar voice called, which rattles an immediate glare from the Iudex with a soft smile displayed on his face. The woman walked in with a graceful large grin on her face, swinging her arms side by side. Her presence immediately relaxed his tension, perhaps he just needed you. He thought to himself.
"Ah, my dearest friend," he gently remarks with a smile, "how may I be of service to you?" He inquires, regarding the woman seated upon his sofa, who appears at ease as she emits a profound sigh. She chuckles at his cordial greeting, casting her gaze towards him.
"Can I not enjoy your company every once in a while?" she joked, settling onto the sofa and placing her bag beside her. Neuvillette straightened his posture, resting his hands on his desk as he regarded her. Beautiful.
Perhaps it was the way her hair cascaded over her face, or how it accentuated her beauty effortlessly. He didn't dwell on the reason; he simply appreciated it.
"How have you been? You look tired," she observed, concern evident in her voice as she surveyed his state. She always seemed to notice, whether it was the papers scattered about or the excessive number of mugs piled next to his documents. It was out of character, especially considering his aversion to coffee.
"Do not trouble yourself with my well-being, I am merely attending to my duties," he replied with a half-smile, his blue eyes glinting beneath half-lidded lids. "I assume your travels were enjoyable?"
"Well, yes," she responded uncertainly, her gaze drifting to her hands. "I had a wonderful time in Liyue. It would be ungrateful of me to say otherwise."
"How so? You have always embraced new experiences with enthusiasm," Neuvillette remarked, noting her nervous fidgeting, "this is unlike you."
"I met someone in Liyue who reminded me of you," she confessed, her voice softening. "His mannerisms, his interests, they were so reminiscent of you. Perhaps I missed you more than I realized, which is why I'm here. I understand it's a foolish reason," she laughs.
A faint blush crept onto Neuvillette's cheeks, a reaction he wasn't accustomed to. He cleared his throat, masking his flustered state behind a composed facade. "No, not at all. Please, continue."
"It’s alright, monsieur, I don't fear your judgment," she reassured, offering a tentative smile.
"Don't misinterpret, Mademoiselle. I hold no judgment toward anything you share," he replied, adjusting his posture. "I, too, share your sentiments."
Y/n blushed at his response, her words stumbling out in nervous stutters. "Oh," she nervously laughed, "Forgive me, I didn't expect the Iudex to reciprocate my feelings."
"I find your presence enlightening, perhaps," Neuvillette softly smiled, "Recently, I have been immersed in several days of paperwork that I find difficult to manage, but your presence here has alleviated that stressful tension," he chuckled.
"The Neuvillette experiencing difficulties? That is difficult to fathom," she joked, her laughter resonating in the office.
"That is correct," he smiled, "It appears I have been toiling tirelessly, to the point of overlooking my responsibilities to the people of Fontaine. Your visit serves as a poignant reminder of that."
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