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the breeze was as cool as ever as you walked into the meadow full of flowers. Daisies, sunflowers, dandelions, you name it; all mashed up in one field. It was beautiful. Behind you was Scaramouche, who couldn’t have cared less about the field of flowers. You let out a faint encouraging smile towards him though he scowled back with his arms crossed. You ran towards him and took his hand in yours, pulling him along with you, deep into the field of flowers.
You picked out a forget-me-not. It boasted a distinctly fitting blue that matched up with the colour of his hair and attire. You presented it to him, flower in hand. He was confused at first, taking a glance at you then the flower. His hand touched yours a little as he took ahold of the flower from you. " A Forget-me-not? ", he asks, twirling the little flower. A subtle smile crept up his face.
You nodded in response, smiling at the flower as you proceeded to take a comfortable seat in the open field of flowers. He watched as he sat down along with you as well.
You drew a couple of breaths, exchanging oxygen with the clean air which smelt of blooming flowers. The sun gently shone, welcoming you warmly, though it seemed to dislike Scaramouche and it was dark on his side… You looked up to the clear blue sky which reminded you of your hometown, Mondstadt. " Y/n ", you hear a voice call you, snapping your train of thoughts apart. You hurriedly looked at Scaramouche, who had, a daisy in hand.
A bright shade of pink painted your cheeks at the sight. You looked at Scaramouche, who was, much more flushed than you. " Is it for me? ", you asked, attempting to tease him a little as he averted his gaze and nodded. He’s so cute, you thought.
You thanked him, accepting the cute daisy he had picked out specially for you. " It's lovely ", you muttered, observing every little petal that came with it. You placed it on your ear. It made an appealing accessory. The daisy truly fit you well.
You hadn't realised, but Scaramouche's eyes were glued onto you this entire time. To him, you were the prettiest flower in all of Teyvat. To him, you were like a glowing vision in an ocean of false delusions. To him, you were the brightest star in the dark starry sky, and to him, you were his Teyvat. Though he would never say so; you knew.
You scooted over to sit beside him, admiring the sunset. You felt your hand accidentally touch his, causing the both of you to flinch a little, but instead you found your hand being held by his. Despite the sudden rare touch to the hand, he kept a straight face, glancing at the meadows further away from here, though his face was a slight shade of red. You wouldn't admit it either but your face was burning as well. It was as hot as ever. For a few seconds you had your left hand cover your face a little as you embarrassingly looked opposite of him. Sooner or later you settled down. With the feeling of his hand atop of yours, your cheeks grew hot. You looked back at your right, where he was; as he came to unexpectedly exchange a glance back at you.
You gazed at each other, with each second you drew yourself closer to him, giving him a kiss on the lips; pursing both your lips shut, you held his face as you kissed him softly. He kissed back.
Your arms were wrapped behind his neck as he pulled you closer, hand locked onto your hip. His lips were so delicate, he was so gentle with you as he fondled you in his arms, falling deeper into the kiss. The kiss tasted sweet like a sunsettia, his tongue exploring the depths of your mouth. He had a strong yet tender hold on your chin as he held you, but never was it a grasp so tough.
He made sure you were taken care of in every moment. You got much closer with each burning second, slightly moaning as he placed kisses on your neck before returning to pursue your lips, he was too good at this. The embrace lasted a while before you heard a familiar voice call out your name.
" Y/n...!!!! I've got a letter from the Yuheng Qixing!!!! ". It was none other but the ginger from Snezhnaya, Childe, who also happens to be one of the harbingers.
You swiftly and embarrassingly pulled away from Scaramouche, " I- uh, I need to go..! ", you stuttered, partially covering the lips that had kissed his just seconds ago. You saw as Scaramouche shot a glare towards Childe who was far from behind you.
Scaramouche cleared his throat, nodding in response as he got up to his feet, brushing the impurities off his attire, “ Go ahead “.
You stood up within a whim. Just when you were about to head towards Childe, you felt a hand touch yours again, pulling you into one last kiss as the sun properly set. The way he held your face, the way the setting sun had perfectly illuminated his features , had you so sick for more. His soft hand holding yours was the warmest, it provided comfort, it made you feel somewhat loved. Your faces were inches apart.
" See you ", he smiles, letting go of you as a whole before turning around to head back to camp. " Y-yeah! See you soon..! ", you waved chaotically as his silhouette dissapeared from your view. You composed yourself and took several deep breaths before heading towards Childe's direction. Oh you really hoped he hadn't seen it all, fingers crossed you hoped to die.