[He exhales a soft chuckle over the top of Venti's head as he holds him, curling one hand against the back of his hair and allowing a soft smile to touch his lips. Being important to someone like that, it's... a nice feeling.]
You've said that before. [Diluc muses, having never been in any doubt that Venti cares about him as he would care for anyone he viewed as one of his own. Yet... when he says it, there's that feeling of it being something more than the fondness of an archon for their people.]
I could say that I feel honoured to be so beloved of the anemo archon. [Though from Diluc, who has never been particularly pious, such a thing might ring hollow. He kisses the top of Venti's head.]
But I think... the honour of being so beloved of Venti the bard is far greater.
[ He could feel a flush in his cheeks, stretching all the way to the tips of his ears, which turned pink. It's not that he was embarrassed, not really. He has said it, and he will always say it. It's a sentiment worth repeating for Diluc to hear and be reminded of. Because he thinks it's important for someone to know that they are cared for, and that someone finds them an important part of their lives. ]
Diluc is right. He does care for all of his people, yes - as the Anemo Archon. However, as himself who spends time with his people under the guise of Venti the Bard -- he cared about very specific individuals as more than them being from Mondstadt. Diluc was among those people. He's delighted to hear that Diluc seems to understand the difference. ]
I'm glad.
[ A giggle. He shifts to give Diluc a kiss on the cheek. ]
I'm glad that you understand that. You know, you're pretty comfy. Are you feeling any better?
[He still feels fragile, worn out, but he doesn't feel as weighted down as he did when Venti had first knocked on the door. The kiss to his cheek makes him smile and he moves his hand from the back of Venti's head to cup his cheek, keeping his head tipped up.]
It must be your magic.
[That is mostly a joke.
Diluc strokes his thumb gently across the bard's cheek bone, then presses another soft kiss to his mouth. It's... gentle and still chaste, almost appreciative in nature, and he lets it linger for a moment.]
[ He returns the kiss, as equally chaste but eager all the same. Venti's affectionate by nature, so of course he doesn't pass up the offered kiss. He reaches a hand and rests it on his cheek there, and then he speaks. ]
Well, I do have a bit of healing magic here. I'm still practicing, but I've gotten pretty good at what they have to offer.
[ He smiles brightly at that. He knows Diluc was teasing a little bit, but he still - makes the offer anyway. Because it's nice for him to know. ]
So if you ever need some smaller healing, I can do that, too. But I'd check in on you anytime. Because, you know, that's what I do.
[People don't often get to see the softer sides of Diluc Ragnvindr. It takes a certain kind of person to get him to let all of his guard down, but lying side by side with Venti like this... he has certainly done that.]
I know.
[It's... nice. Just being here like this.]
I think... I should try to get some sleep. But you can stay if you want to.
[ He'll - well, fall asleep himself there. He's comfortable next to Diluc and it's easy here with him. He figured it was polite enough to warn the guy, go. You know, so he doesn't wake up surprised that Venti has opted to stay here while he rested (and inevitably sleep himself). ]
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Date: 2021-10-18 03:22 pm (UTC)You've said that before. [Diluc muses, having never been in any doubt that Venti cares about him as he would care for anyone he viewed as one of his own. Yet... when he says it, there's that feeling of it being something more than the fondness of an archon for their people.]
I could say that I feel honoured to be so beloved of the anemo archon. [Though from Diluc, who has never been particularly pious, such a thing might ring hollow. He kisses the top of Venti's head.]
But I think... the honour of being so beloved of Venti the bard is far greater.
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Date: 2021-10-19 12:22 am (UTC)Diluc is right. He does care for all of his people, yes - as the Anemo Archon. However, as himself who spends time with his people under the guise of Venti the Bard -- he cared about very specific individuals as more than them being from Mondstadt. Diluc was among those people. He's delighted to hear that Diluc seems to understand the difference. ]
I'm glad.
[ A giggle. He shifts to give Diluc a kiss on the cheek. ]
I'm glad that you understand that. You know, you're pretty comfy. Are you feeling any better?
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Date: 2021-10-23 07:21 pm (UTC)[He still feels fragile, worn out, but he doesn't feel as weighted down as he did when Venti had first knocked on the door. The kiss to his cheek makes him smile and he moves his hand from the back of Venti's head to cup his cheek, keeping his head tipped up.]
It must be your magic.
[That is mostly a joke.
Diluc strokes his thumb gently across the bard's cheek bone, then presses another soft kiss to his mouth. It's... gentle and still chaste, almost appreciative in nature, and he lets it linger for a moment.]
Thank you for checking in on me.
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Date: 2021-10-26 04:56 am (UTC)Well, I do have a bit of healing magic here. I'm still practicing, but I've gotten pretty good at what they have to offer.
[ He smiles brightly at that. He knows Diluc was teasing a little bit, but he still - makes the offer anyway. Because it's nice for him to know. ]
So if you ever need some smaller healing, I can do that, too. But I'd check in on you anytime. Because, you know, that's what I do.
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Date: 2021-10-30 10:43 pm (UTC)I know.
[It's... nice. Just being here like this.]
I think... I should try to get some sleep. But you can stay if you want to.
we're at a fin. <3
Date: 2021-10-31 07:02 am (UTC)Alright. I'll stay. You get some rest.
[ He'll - well, fall asleep himself there. He's comfortable next to Diluc and it's easy here with him. He figured it was polite enough to warn the guy, go. You know, so he doesn't wake up surprised that Venti has opted to stay here while he rested (and inevitably sleep himself). ]