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“would you still love me if i was a worm?”
in all of kaeya’s 22 years of living, he didn’t think he’d ever hear a question like this. hasn’t even considered it. this type of question has never crossed his mind, even when the subject in question is in front of him.
so, it begs the question: why is albedo — of all people — asking kaeya this?
kaeya was toying with something in albedo’s lab (he’s 150% sure he isn’t supposed to be touching it in the first place), and has stopped once the question was asked.
“albedo, what?”
“you heard me. answer the question.”
albedo hasn’t looked away from his experiment he’s working on once. this is concerning kaeya. have the chemical fumes finally invaded his boyfriend’s brain, causing him to ask ridiculous shit like this?
“wh-what does that mean?” kaeya desperately needs an answer. he doesn’t understand his boyfriend sometimes, and he’s working on that, but this had thrown him for a loop.
“just answer it. please.”
“is this for your experiment?”
“no.”
“a future experiment?”
“no.”
“why are you asking then?!”
albedo sighs and finally turns around. he looks a bit distraught, almost upset that kaeya won’t answer him. and he probably is.
“kaeya, please. i just need you to answer it.”
kaeya is absolutely bewildered at albedo’s insistence. he knows how stubborn albedo is, but over something like this? kaeya can’t wrap his head around it. he likes to think he’s smart; obviously not as smart as albedo (or even sucrose, for that matter), but still.
what in the fuck?
and so, since kaeya is nice and can’t really tell albedo no, he answers.
“uh, no, i guess not. not really.”
albedo stares at him for a quick moment, then curtly nods his head. “i thought as much.”
he turns back around to his table and scribbles something in his worn out notebook. kaeya makes a mental note to buy him a new one soon.
a few minutes go by, and kaeya’s head is still reeling. this is the strangest conversation he’s had with albedo in all of the 5 years they’ve known each other. and they’ve talked about a lot of strange shit.
kaeya shrugs his shoulders, knowing albedo won’t elaborate on the matter. he gets up from his chair and makes his way to the door of the lab.
“well, that was fun. thanks for picking my brain. i’m gonna go grab us some lunch.” kaeya states.
“i’m feeling turkey today.” is albedo’s only response. not that kaeya expected anything else.
“turkey sandwich, got it. be back in twenty.”
kaeya leaves the room and makes his way down the university’s halls towards the cafeteria. he can’t stop thinking about that weird question. what made albedo ask him? did his response dictate something? was kaeya supposed to say yes?
kaeya sighs to himself.
poor guy was confused for the next 3 days.