ah yes, the kaeya brainrot strikes again
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Kaeya’s lips ghosted over yours, the touch so faint that you wondered if he’d even kissed you, but the grin he wore on his face said it all. The warmth of his breath tickled your skin as he laughed, leaving a wave of goosebumps across your skin in its wake.
“If I didn’t know better, I would think that your response means that I’ve read the situation correctly?”
You swallowed thickly, the furious pounding of your heart making it hard to think straight. Of course Kaeya had noticed the fleeting glances you’d sent him from across the bar at the Angel’s Share, the way your fingers lingered a little too long on his skin when he passed you a fresh glass of wine. He’d seen the deep hue on your cheeks when sweet words smoothly rolled off his tongue, recognized the desire in your eyes when he dared to test the waters, carefully gauging each of your reactions. Had he simply read you like an open book, or was it that you’d subconsciously presented every page to him that harbored your deepest, darkest secrets? And before you’d even realized it, Kaeya had already picked up a pen and ink and began to inscribe his name into your heart, forever sealed safely within the pages of your soul.
You willed yourself to say something, anything to break the tension in the air, but every time you looked into Kaeya’s ocean eyes, his dark hair falling perfectly over his shoulder and down his toned chest, you found yourself tongue-tied, succumbing to his alluring presence in the alleyway hidden by the darkness of night.
You watched as doubt flickered in his eyes for a moment, and he sighed, slowly removing his hand from the wall behind you. “I apologize. I was way too forward with—”
You stopped Kaeya mid-sentence as you grabbed his shirt collar and pulled his body flush against yours. Even in the dim moonlight, you were certain he could see the deep rose burning on your cheeks. You were never one to be so bold with your actions, but the only way you’d come up with to keep him from leaving was drawing him right back against you. And now you were left feeling more shy than audacious, though it was your own fault for getting into this tricky situation. So it was up to you to find a way out.
But you considered the idea for another moment and wondered, Do I really want this moment to end?
As if he could read the thoughts floating through your mind, Kaeya tipped your chin upwards, his thumb gently brushing your cheek. There was a rare fondness in his gaze as he smiled down at you. Kaeya, who had taught himself to question every person’s intentions, to doubt one’s integrity and character, now dared to venture into uncertain territory with you. Little by little, he’d begun to shed his calculated perception of the world, believing, for better or worse, that you were true to who you claimed yourself to be; that you were purehearted, a safe place for him to run when the tides turned against him. He thought he’d learned his lesson from years of being naive, watching as his own brother turned against him. No one could fully be trusted, no matter if they were mortal or divine.
But all those uncertainties faded away when he looked at you, and he wanted nothing more than to simply be by your side.
“So…I guess that means my assumption was correct?” he asked coolly, slipping into his smooth persona once more. He blew a hot breath against your ear, laughing to himself when he felt you shiver against him. “All you have to do is say the word. You know I’ll give all of myself to you, every inch, every breath, every beat of my heart until my last day, don’t you?”
He pulled back to lock his eyes with yours one last time before you guided his lips back onto your own.
“All you have to do is ask.”