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— 𝒹𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝑒 ౨ৎ

kaeya alberich x reader. 1.4k wc. ﾉ sfw ﾉ fluff

when you return to mondstadt for a short and unannounced trip, the city center is blooming with life.

the statue devoted to the anemo archon barbatos is the heart of the festivities. your eyes drift to take in the sights; bards skillfully playing their lyres, songs of freedom and friendship spilling from their lips, citizens dressed in their best attire reserved for occasions such as these, the fabric of their clothes and the hair atop their heads wafting in the winds of mondstadt as they dance hand in hand. their energy is infectious and despite not knowing what’s being celebrated, you find yourself smiling, your aura brightening.

your gaze scans the crowd for a familiar face—maybe jean or amber—to make your presence known and perhaps learn more about the event. you’re not able to pick either of them out and it makes you wonder if they’re here at all, if they have the luxury of taking time off for leisure.

you turn on your heel with the intention of going to find one of them but are met with a chest instead. you take a step back, an apology on your tongue and halfway out your mouth when you look up to see who you nearly barreled into.

kaeya.

something about him looks different, you think. it dawns on you quickly; the garments you’ve grown accustomed to seeing him in are traded in for something more casual though still dressy—a flowy white shirt with a diamond-shaped opening at the chest tucked into a pair of dark pants. the navy hair you’re used to seeing resting on his shoulder in a ponytail is free from its tie, cascading freely down his back.

it’s a new look on him, one you almost didn’t recognize, though, the patch covering his right eye and the grin greeting you are unmistakable. between the never-before-seen hairstyle and the large amount of exposed, tan skin on his chest, you aren’t sure where to look.

“fancy seeing you here.” kaeya’s voice is all you need to focus your eyes somewhere—his face, where they should be. his one visible eye sparkles with a mixture of curiosity and humor, like he had taken note of your wandering gaze and found it entertaining.

“oh, hello!” you greet him louder than necessary, raising your hand in a friendly wave. your attempt at coming off as nonchalant only makes kaeya’s grin widen. the liveliness around you keeps you from dwelling on the embarrassing moment and gives you the opportunity to change the subject. you gesture to the people around you. “what’s the cause for celebration?”

“well,” he starts, “you have graced mondstadt with your presence during our annual windblume festival.”

you slowly nod and raise your eyebrows, patiently waiting for him to continue. a beat of silence passes between the two of you as kaeya surveys his surroundings, strands of his dark blue hair drifting in the light wind. his gaze falls on you once more. “many, many years ago, the festival was formed to celebrate mondstadt’s liberation from decarabian's rule. as such, the underlying theme of the day was freedom. recently though, the windblume festival is commonly viewed as an observance of love.”

the last word catches you off guard and you try to mask the surprise that instinctively takes over your face. the timing of your arrival is a bit awkward, you think—especially considering kaeya was the first person you happened to run into. you clear your throat before asking, “and which might you be celebrating today?”

he holds your eye and shrugs. “i appreciate both interpretations.”

the corners of your lips turn up in a smile as you nod before your focus unconsciously drifts to the other festivalgoers. you hadn’t noticed it before but there’s a romantic air about the citizens around you. in their dances, they clutch at each other as though they never want to let go. there’s adoration in their eyes as they look on at each other, roses blooming in their cheeks as they bashfully accept what you can only assume are love letters.

you suppose the overwhelming majority of people regard today as a ceremony of love.

“would you care to dance?” once again, kaeya’s voice is like an anchor, pulling you down from the clouds and grounding you on earth. when you turn your head to look at him, his gloved hand is held out between you, his palm up as an offering.

“you,” you point at him emphatically, “know how to dance?”

whether he senses the surprise in your voice or the gesture, kaeya lets out an airy laugh. “swordsmanship and dancing are actually quite similar. both require a certain level of rhythm and quickness on your feet, not to mention coordination and agility.”

it makes sense the more you think about it, though you still have a hard time imagining kaeya in the role of dancer when you’ve grown accustomed to him as a knight, a fighter. however, you will admit; he certainly looks the part today.

it’s only right to celebrate the culture of those you’re visiting. with that in mind, you take kaeya’s hand. the feel of leather on your palm is cool but the tips of his fingers not covered by the glove are warm. you try not to concentrate on it. “i’m afraid i’m not well-versed in the art of dance.”

he shoots you his signature smile. “do not fret, i will lead.”

his other hand makes a home on your waist and you follow the model of those around you, setting yours on his shoulder. it’s an unfamiliar position and with kaeya of all people but you can’t help but think it feels… comfortable. you tip your head up to meet your partner’s eye. without spoken words, his gaze asks: shall we?

hand in hand, you and kaeya sway to the sound of lyres and the musical voices of the bards that accompany the strings. you follow each step he takes—carefully at first, as if one misstep will pop the bubble you’ve found yourself in, ruin the moment you had no idea you were seeking. but as time passes and you pick up on the rhythm, it’s as though you don’t even think before you move.

before long, your focus isn’t on your feet but on the way the wind kisses your cheeks. it’s on the feel of kaeya’s hand pressed to your waist and how the warmth of his palm seems to seep through the leather of his glove and the fabric of your garments. it’s on the blinding smile that’s beaming down on you, warming you from the inside out.

you aren’t sure how much time passes before the two of you slow to a stop in front of the statue of barbatos. long enough for the bards to have moved onto of new song? long enough for the crowd of fellow dancers to have been replaced by another set?

“you shouldn’t sell yourself short,” kaeya tells you as he slowly lets his hands fall to his sides. you do the same. “you are a very good dancer.”

“you flatter me.” your comment is punctuated with a laugh that makes kaeya smile. it’s softer than what you’re used to and, for some reason, it makes your heart thump violently against your chest.

silence blankets you for a short moment before you feel the urge to break it. “um, have you happened to see jean? i haven’t gotten the chance to announce my arrival yet.”

“she’s likely finishing up work at headquarters despite the festivities.”

you had a feeling you wouldn’t find her out and about.

“though, before you take your leave…” kaeya holds up his finger in a gesture for you to wait a moment. you do so as he turns on his heel and makes his way to a nearby stall that is selling flowers. he plucks one away from the rest and attempts to pay the girl but she shakes her head in refusal, surely insisting that the cavalry captain take the blossom free of charge. you breathe out a laugh at their exchange—the people of mondstadt truly love kaeya.

in the time you’ve known him, you can understand why.

his boots scrape against the stone of the ground as he returns, arms held behind his back. he reveals the flower once he’s standing in front of you. “to celebrate your first windblume festival.”

you smile as you accept his gift. you’ve always known him to be considerate, but the sentiment is so thoughtful that it makes your heart swell.

“why, thank you.” you look down at the dandelion in your hand. “i’ll cherish it always.”

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suashii · 4 months

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— 𝓈𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉 ౨ৎ

kaeya alberich x reader. 1.3k wc. ﾉ sfw ﾉ fluff ﾉ pining ﾉ alcohol ﾉ reader is tipsy

when kaeya enters angel’s share tavern, he expects to be met with the usual sight—the six-fingered bar at the front door, the bartender wiping glasses clean, and knights that finished their patrols prior to him scattered about the establishment. and, for the most part, the scene is the same. it’s only when he’s on his way to snag a seat at the bar that he spots a familiar yet unlikely figure, alone, slumped over one of the many tables.

perhaps this night will be more interesting than he thought.

instead of sitting at the bar, he simply places his order there, having decided to join his unexpected friend. “a death after noon, charles.” kaeya points to the table where he’s headed. “and could you bring it to that table? i’ll be over there.”

with the bartender’s nod, the heels of kaeya’s boots click against the wooden floors as he approaches you. he chuckles under his breath upon getting a better look at you and the position you’ve found yourself in. your head is resting on one of your arms folded on the table, the other loosely hanging by your side. your eyes aren’t quite closed yet but they’re fluttering shut, eyelashes brushing the tops of your cheeks as you fend off the sandman.

kaeya is almost tempted to leave you be and let you sleep, but this isn’t the safest place to do so. besides, it’s been a while since he’s last seen you in mondstadt and he isn’t sure when you’ll be back after this.

“well, well, well,” kaeya starts, making himself comfortable on the chair across from you, “look what the wind blew in.”

startled, you sit up at the voice and blink, letting your eyes adjust to the character who wasn’t with you only a few minutes ago. you recognize the blue hair, the brown skin, the eyepatch—but your head is swimming with a delightful dizziness that keeps you from recalling his name.

“m-maeya?”

“close,” he draws out the vowel, a grin tugging at his lips, “it’s kaeya—with a K.”

“kaeya!” you exclaim, the exclamation punctuated by a tipsy hiccup that makes kaeya’s visible eye crinkle at the corner with his smile. “that’s right.”

the fact that you’d forgotten his name sends a short pang to kaeya’s chest, though, the glee you exhibit upon remembering it makes his heart float uncomfortably high in his throat.

he holds a gloved fist to his mouth before clearing his throat, periwinkle eye flitting to the side when the bartender appears with his drink. it’s a welcome and needed distraction, kaeya thinks, taking a sip from his glass. the liquid acts as courage, urging him to continue with the conversation.

“what brings you back to mondstadt?” his voice is inquisitive but not interrogative—not that you would be able to tell the difference in your current state.

you grin as you think about the reasoning behind your impromptu visit. “paimon said she was craving the cuisine.”

he snickers at the reminder of your perpetually hungry winged companion. though, the next sip of his drink is overly bitter knowing that nothing else—no one else— contributed to your journey back here.

“where’s the little fairy now?” kaeya asks, gaze searching for your floating guide before it lands back on you. “too full for some apple juice?”

you snort and lazily nod, careful not to aggravate your swimming head. “she’s knocked out at the inn.”

kaeya hums in understanding after taking another sip of his drink. he doesn’t mind paimon, but he’ll admit that her absence at the moment is favorable; it’s rare that he ever gets to see you alone between her and your work with the knights. not that he’s sure what exactly he plans on saying or doing now that he’s found you wandering on your own.

he supposes that simply being in your presence is satisfying enough. no matter how often jean, lisa, or amber pestered him about it, he never outwardly confessed to missing you. though, now that you’re here and there’s no one around him to tease him for it, kaeya can acknowledge that your departure affected him more than he cared to admit.

he isn’t entirely sure just why that is but. if he had to guess, he’d put his mora on it having something to do with the way his heart has been fluttering in his chest ever since he sat down with you.

“so, how long do the two of you plan on sticking around?” kaeya asks, resting his chin in the palm of his hand. he thinks the question is innocent enough, that it doesn’t sound like he’s trying to figure out how long it’ll be until he has to part with you again.

“mm,” you hum and shrug, “until paimon loses her appetite, i guess.”

sounds like kaeya will have to introduce the little fairy to some more staple dishes of mondstadt if he wants to keep you here for a while longer.

“speaking of paimon,” you stretch your arms up in the air with something between a groan and a yawn, “i should probably go check on her.”

“let me walk you back,” kaeya suggests. it’s almost as if his mouth moves with the offer quicker than his brain has time to comprehend. the swiftness of his words seems to have even caught you by surprise. luckily, he’s just as quick to mask his eagerness. “i wouldn’t be much of a knight if i didn’t.”

you smile at the addition as you come to stand—kaeya joining you—and giggle to yourself. “all you’re missing is the shining armor.”

kaeya grins. he wonders if you really see him that way or if it’s just a drunken joke. he hopes it’s the former.

“shall we go?”

the cavalry captain covers his tab and yours before the two of you leave the tavern. a cool breeze blows through the air, tickling your nose and making kaeya’s hair dance with the wind. you find yourself instinctively leaning closer to him so that you can feel the warmth radiating from his body. the scent wafting off of him is one of wood and musk and you wonder if it’s cologne or simply a result of his duties. either way, it’s familiar—something you’ve missed since moving on from mondstadt.

well, one thing, anyway.

the walk is slow and virtually silent, save for the few citizens still out for the night and the occasional call of an owl. you don’t mind the quiet and neither does kaeya, each of you independently attempting to draw out the short stretch to the inn. though, the building comes into sight sooner than you hope.

“now that you’re here safe, i should be off,” kaeya breathes out, disappointment lacing his voice. he starts in the direction of his quarters, waving over his shoulder. “farewell.”

“wait, kaeya!”

the man turns around at the sound of your voice, periwinkle iris gleaming under the moonlight with curiosity. you stand with your hands joined behind your back, a sleepy smile pulling at the corners of your lips. “i’m really glad i got to see you.”

“oh?” kaeya isn’t sure what he was expecting you to say, but it wasn’t that. he can feel a warmth creeping up his neck as he sits on the words—lets them stick. he’s sure he looks foolish standing so still, so quiet, but it takes him a moment to speak up. “well, the feeling is mutual.”

he waves you goodbye—for real this time—before setting off.

you don’t tell him you went to the tavern hoping that you’d run into him. after all, some secrets are meant to be kept hidden.

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