( he’s embarrassed by his own thirst, not venti specifically.
zhongli manages to unlock his door, finally. he tosses venti another weary look before he finally considers letting go of his hand. it’s kind of awkward to just drag him inside platonically. so.
well, he’ll just do it anyway. and even further, toward his bedroom. because venti wanted to steal his bed, right? )
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zhongli manages to unlock his door, finally. he tosses venti another weary look before he finally considers letting go of his hand. it’s kind of awkward to just drag him inside platonically. so.
well, he’ll just do it anyway. and even further, toward his bedroom. because venti wanted to steal his bed, right? )