[ And he does. For someone seemingly teasing him about the bed, he won't complain about Zhongli's. Now that he's settled, his form snug as a bug – he sleeps until the smell of cooking stirs him up.
When he finally awakens and makes his way to the kitchen, a repeat of the day prior, something was different. Even as Zhongli finishes his cooking, Venti spends the next 10 or 20 minutes getting up fully.
When Venti arrives, he's decided to prepare for the day with one less holey tights on his body and instead – abandoned most of his attire in favor of an oversized robe he snagged from Zhongli's room. Hm.
Maybe he just liked the smell or missed his jacket... either way – ]
Yoohoo. Good morning!
[ He's not too hungover but, he knows he can't look at Zhongli in the eyes yet. ]
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When he finally awakens and makes his way to the kitchen, a repeat of the day prior, something was different. Even as Zhongli finishes his cooking, Venti spends the next 10 or 20 minutes getting up fully.
When Venti arrives, he's decided to prepare for the day with one less holey tights on his body and instead – abandoned most of his attire in favor of an oversized robe he snagged from Zhongli's room. Hm.
Maybe he just liked the smell or missed his jacket... either way – ]
Yoohoo. Good morning!
[ He's not too hungover but, he knows he can't look at Zhongli in the eyes yet. ]