SAGAU Work , comfort, fluff, crack, part Beidou

SAGAU Work 13.2, comfort, fluff, crack, part Beidou

Tw: imposter syndrome

Beidou, Venti, Kaeya, Rosaria, Ningguang, Zhongli, Barbara, Diluc, Eula, Diona

Mentions of the confused-but-supportive ‘drunkard band™️’, Beidou winging healthcare in her concerning Chad ways. Punishing the drunks and getting proper care back ‘home’.

While Ningguang’d treat you in meticulously-planned approaches, Beidou would be the confused wine aunt who tries to help in weird ways. Really weird ways, in fact.

Beidou actually thought you were just drunk from Venti spiking your drink, when your face started heating up. You had to lean on Beidou’s muscular biceps as she carried you into the Captain’s bedroom.

Venti spiked your non-alcoholic drink with Diluc’s winery stash, because he had a bet with the cryo alcoholics about how you’d act when drunk. He’d protect you, but he also wanted to see your flustered reactions.

Turns out that was a worser idea than expected…

You were stressed out, especially when even the Crux’s members kept looking at you with the adoration and reverence of a thousand stars. At least they didn’t immediately bow 90 degrees, or go as far as dropping on their knees at the sight of you, like how the other citizens would do. It makes your stomach churn in guilt when they glorify your ‘godly abilities’, when you feel like an imposter who’d disappoint them. This was why you got roped into drinking Venti’s drink. You may have trusted him in the heat of the frustration and nervousness.

Beidou elected to yell at her hearty crew mates to continue enjoying their feast as she closes the door to look after you. She doesn’t trust the others who spiked you drink without consent, especially her men. She’d never let anything else bad happen to her dear friendly God/Goddess darling.

“I’ve got your back, mate!” She says, as she heads out for a spare moment to dish out light punishments.

She did yeet Venti in the sea for a bit, with consent, jokingly. Kaeya is still icebridging to Venti, while Rosaria chugs Beidou’s cup of wine instead of helping. Beidou ignored the cheering crew and came back swiftly.

Beidou picked up two amongst her stack of better clothes to change the both of you into. You were sweating so badly after unknowingly consuming alcohol, and she herself got splashed with a spray of seawater.

As she was respectfully changing your garments after she did hers, she heard you mumble with your eyes fluttered shut.

“Eh? What’s up?”

You just keened in your sleep and didn’t reply. Beidou reckoned that you didn’t hear her at all, and carried on.

When she’s finally finished with dressing you in her lightweighted clothes, with matching pants for safety measures, she lays next to you just in case you wake up in need of anything. She might have drunk too much as well, but in more moderation than she would’ve if you weren’t there.

“What if I’m not as powe…” your lips moved as you were in a dream in which you were confessing about your imposter syndrome.

Beidou turned to face you on her side, resting her head on her propped arms. Seeing that you weren’t able to respond previously, she decided to come closer to hear what you’re saying clearly. What if you needed something else?

All she heard was instead some fractions of you mentioning not feeling as powerful as they expect you do. About your worrying of what they’d do to you if you disappoint them. She had to piece the ramblings together like puzzles, but when she finally got it, her heart broke a bit.

So that’s why you weren’t as enthusiastic as expected today!

Not to mention how long you must have been worrying about your fate if you were to disappoint your cult. Poor thing…

By the next afternoon, you finally woke up. In Beidou’s arms in a new costume, in fact. You were alarmed at first, but Beidou woke up when you stirred, and explained everything. You were about to be relieved when Beidou suddenly brought up hearing you talk in your drunken daze.

“I what-?!”

“Don’t worry! I didn’t tell anyone.” She put her hands on your shoulder as you let out a sigh.

“But I’ll have to ask you about what you said though. I’d be lyin’ if I said I don’t worry about how you said you felt like an imposter.”

You froze and she massaged your shoulders to relax you. Might have went too hard, since you low-key winced.

“Yea, we might have been expecting too much of you at first. But don’t worry! I’ll protect you if they try anything again, okay? You’re great and you’re making progress in your godhood! Not to mention that you’re a prime example of compassion. I’m sure we’re starting to adore you for you, aside from your god thingy status, yea?” You nod and hug her in thanks. Before your sensitive eyes start spilling, she gives you her strong sailor bear hug in return.

After a while, she lead you back outside on board of the Crux fleet. You play with the little kid of one of the crewmates, and Beidou calls everyone around her to brief them on how they should be acting around you.

You were still hungover, but Beidou was too busy handling other stuff, and her suggestions for aftercare are concerning, to say the least. So you went back to the healers and Ningguang, the voice of reason after your stay on boat.

When Zhongli found out from Beidou and Ningguang, about Venti spiking your drink, he helped to brew you his hours-long tea to ‘detox’ from the alcohol. He may have lifted Venti by the cape and fought him in a domain. Jean let Barbara and Lisa lecture Rosaria (electrocuting if she doesn’t listen-), and let Diluc fight Kaeya in a safe area. They were too protective of you, but Jean doesn’t see any problem with that, so in a way, you got your vengeance. Moreover, Eula conspired with Diona and Diluc to water down their stash of bottles, in case the incident repeats.

Rest assured that Beidou’ll be keeping your secret (if she’s not too drunk), and they’ll punish whoever wrongs you. A peculiar but beneficial experience, seeing that you can now confide in Beidou since she already knew.

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