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"Zhongli, sashay away."
Ru watched as his lord of geo began to sadly strut down the runway.
He couldn't watch him leave.
He couldn't let him leave.
As Zhongli opened his mouth to say an iconic exit line, Ru came to his senses.
"Wait, shantay you stay."
Zhongli felt his eyes tearing up. His heart had stopped when he had lost that lip sync (he would never have thought he would be in the bottom. Next time, he knew he'd need to prepare more), and he wasn't sure if he had heard the icon correctly.
He turned teary eyes toward Mama Ru, the question upon his quivering lips:
"W-why? Why now?"
He saw the memories flash past Ru's face. The first days of their relationship, the dates Ru paid for, the vacations to far off locations and the nights spent together.
Ru smiled at him
"When else?"
Zhongli smiled, glad his lover chose him to slay another day.
Ru turned to a very confused Venti.
"Venti," he began,"you served bard on the runway, but your lip sync was tone-deaf. Now, sashay away.”
Venti, still in shock, began to strut towards the end of the runway. As he neared the exit, he turned, and let out one last “ehe.”
As he turned the corner, Zhongli ran as fast as his stilettos would let him towards the judges table. He leapt off the runway, and into his lover's welcoming arms.
“Now let the music play!”