Childe
- Childe would cover his blushing face with his hand, a laugh escaping his mouth as he’d tell you how adorable you were.
- He’d take a moment to compose himself before he’d wrap his hand around your waist, his face beaming with unbridled happiness. Is this how you call him now? Are you two already at that stage of your relationship? How can you be so cute and not know it?
- He’d pull you into a tight hug, his arms locking you into his embrace, pressing you you against his body. Your head is laying on his chest, and you can hear his heart beating so fast, as if it was about to jump out and swallow you whole. You lingered in his arms, taking in his scent, reveling in his warmth until his hug felt so tight that it sucked the air out of your lungs. You gasped for air as you tried to pull away to gain some room to breathe.
- “You call me like that and now you are trying to pull away, y/n? Don’t you think this is a little bit cruel?”, he’d pout as he’d loosen his hug, his hands still locked on your waist, unable to let go.
- He’d lean in to press a long kiss on your forehead, a kiss so warm and full of love that it sent a wave of goosebumps down your body.
- “I never want to let you go, y/n” he’d whisper against your skin, pulling you again into another loving hug.
Diluc
- The first time he heard you saying that, he literally froze in place, a slight blush creeping on his cheeks, trying to process what has just happened. He’d try to play this lapse of concentration off, continuing to talk to you as if nothing happened, but only one thing would be on his mind for the rest of the day: the way you called him.
- He’d try to make you call him like that again, but he would be lamentably embarrassed to tell you what he wanted straight away, and, instead, he’d be extra loving, extra attentive, trying to squeeze that sweet word out of you once again. However, to his dismay, all of his indirect approaches failed miserably.
- Eventually, he managed to do it.
- You two were cuddling on his couch, your legs wrapped around his torso as you were snugly sitting in his lap. You’d feel his burning lips tracing your collarbones, his tongue poking out against your skin as you leaned your head back, leaving him more space to continue. He’d gently start to nibble on your skin, going up your neck with wet, sloppy kisses as you moaned his name in pleasure.
- Electrified by your reaction, he’d feel bold, and he’d press his lips against your ear, breathing out once against it, before he’d whisper “Could you call me by that nickname again, y/n?”
- The moment you did, he’d softly smile against your ear, resting his head against yours and wrapping his hands around you into a tight hug.
- “I love you” he’d simply murmur. He’ll make sure to be bolder from now on.
Kaeya
- When you called him like that, his face would burst into the most honest smile you’ve ever seen across his face. He’d interlace his fingers with yours, gently squeezing your hands as he’d guide your arms around his waist. Then, he’d hold your head into his hands, and he’d run his thumb across your wet lower lip as he’d whisper:
- “Could say do that again for me, y/n?”
- His wish sounded so gentle and soft, with a hint of neediness, as if the whole world would collapse if he didn’t hear you saying that again. With your knees giving in, you indulged in his wish, and, as a response, he’d brush his lips against yours, your eyes fluttering close as he deepened the kiss. He’d taste every inch of your mouth, licking into you with hunger and vigor, as if he wanted to taste your last words and keep them to himself forever.
- He’d pull away, pressing his forehead against yours as he’d pant against your skin, your whole body trembling under his breath.
- “Again” he’d whisper. He couldn’t get enough. The way your voice sounded, the way your lips curled when you said that nickname were driving him crazy. He could feel every once of love you had for him, and he wanted to cling onto it, to never let it go.
- A blush would creep up your cheeks, burning your face as you whispered that nickname again and again in-between Kaeya’s tender kisses.
- “Again”. Another kiss. “Again.” Another kiss. “Again”. Another kiss.
- He’d kiss you one last time before saying “That’s enough for now, love. I just couldn’t resist you”.