( zhongli loops his arms loosely around venti’s waist. when they have their foreheads pressed together, he feels like time truly does stand still; like it’s even more inconsequential than usual for these immortals. )
Venti. I— don’t exactly do this, ( to which he accents with a brush of his fingers along venti’s waist. ) normally. It’s not something I consider casual.
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Venti. I— don’t exactly do this, ( to which he accents with a brush of his fingers along venti’s waist. ) normally. It’s not something I consider casual.
( old man. )