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do you think i can fly?

xiao x gn!reader

genre angst warnings implied s//cide

a childish question, if only he had noticed sooner..

your hands traced the shapes of the clouds, fingertips nearly grazing the sky above the two of you. a cold breeze blew, beads of rainwater framing your face as the grass beneath whistled. “xiao.. do you think i can fly?” he looked at you confusedly, not understanding your question. you shook his arm eagerly, “..like how gliders work, what if one day, we won’t need them anymore — because we find out we can fly without them!” he sighed at your childishness, tucking strands of hair behind your ear. “refrain from asking me such silly questions.” you giggled at his stiff reply,

“but.. what if i really want to?”

—

another night, another week spent alone. you could hear the sound of a pin drop in the room the two of you shared together. xiao was busy, you knew. on nights like these, he would stay for a split moment and leave, silently disappearing into the darkness. “xiao..” at the call of his name, he would appear in front of you before hurriedly asking you what you needed. you looked at him weakly, “do you think.. i can fly?” he scoffed, dropping his weapon. he harshly raised his voice, “don’t call my name for your childish pleasure.” and with that, he teleported away, again.

a tired voice lulled the melancholic atmosphere in the dark room, “xiao,” he could hear your call loud and clear, but refused to show up this time. “..i’m really tired of this.”

—

he couldn’t, or wouldn’t, understand your obsession with being up in the air, in the clouds. he firmly told you that you belonged on the ground, on your two feet, with him. but perhaps.. you didn’t belong with him. that’s why you left, isn’t it? he thought to himself, the soft pitter patter of rainfall beneath his feet.

the dirt soiled his boots, his hair damped and clothes drenched from the rain, but he couldn’t care less.

as his hands traced the clouds that loomed over teyvat, his fingers nearly grazing the thunderstorm above the desolate graveyard. a chilly wind blew, droplets of water staining his porcelain skin along with his tears. “yes.. you can.”

if only he had noticed sooner.

as the world comes crashing down.

genshin boys x gn!reader [ ALBEDO DILUC VENTI XIAO KAZUHA ]

genre angst.

story the world is ending, doomsday is here.

ALBEDO has never been the talkative type. social interactions and idle chitchat have never held a candle to his heart’s desire — the dream to accquire limitless knowledge left behind by scholars of the past. so when the last star in the sky finally explodes, he hugs you close in an embrace. he has remorse and regret for never being able to confess his heart to you, as his heart was not that of a human, but a mere experiment. in his mind, you should deserve to be with someone real — someone capable of loving, feeling and touching. it is all he wishes for. but in the last moments of oxygen, he allows himself to be selfish. as the world comes crashing down, albedo finally feels the humans’ selfish desire — love.

DILUC is but a mystery to the people of monstadt. most are not aware of why he had retreated into his own world, becoming more secretive and reserved. under that cold facade is a soul that has sworn to protect his city and people, mercilessly vanquishing all who dare threaten the peaceful paradies that is monstadt. to others, diluc is the epitome of perfection — successful, wealthy and strong. diluc has reached all the traditional markers of being successful. but to him, he has not yet even so glanced at the true success of life. diluc looks at you in bittersweet nonchalance. his heart falters in guilt as he realises, he has found success in you. ‘success’ is a debatable topic, most view it as getting wealthy or having fame. but to the few that have experienced the cruel realities — success is happiness. diluc finds his happiness in you. so as the world comes crashing down, a feeling of accomplishment laces his heart as he caresses your face for one last time.

VENTI is one to live blissful ignorance. under a carefree, playful persona, he is absent. he is absent to the city he was supposed to protect and look after, he is absent to his title as an archon, and he is absent to himself — the form he takes of a youthful young man is not his to wear, the title of an ‘archon’ is not his to bear, and his sadness is not his to tear. instead, it should’ve been his late friend to wear the appearance of a young bard, to dawn the title of the ‘saviour who ended a reign of evil’ and the happiness to cheer. venti has nothing, he is nothing. all he has left are the memories of him and his dearest companion. but, as the tides flow in and the winds change current, those too are close to being lost in his inner battle with himself. venti has seen it all, the destruction of khaen’riah, the corruption of old monstadt and the defeat of dvalin — but as he strums his lyre to you, witnessing the end of another world, he sees worth in himself. centuries had passed with him being blinded by a coat of grief, but in this moment, next to you, he sees that he has something. something to cherish, love and keep. and that ‘something’, was you. as the world comes crashing down, venti is glad that someone cherishes him, loves him and wants to keep him, too.

XIAO lets it all out — all the words and worries he has been bottling up for the past millennium all out. xiao is a silent watcher, he is reserved and barely speaks when unneeded. there is a reason of this, he is afraid. xiao is afraid that he might say something wrong or hurtful, as many have expressed to him before. nothing good ever came out of his mouth, or so he thought. for eons, he has been alone. he was always alone when trekking the roads and mountains of liyue, alone when watching the sun set as a new dawn emerges, and alone when he is fighting back the evil karma. with that, none have been there with him — for him. but he finds his solace in you. xiao is not yet ready to really speak his mind and tell you how much he adores you, as his mind tells him that you’ll leave one day, forgetting all the love he had allowed himself to give. but, with your guidance, he is slowly getting used to talking about his day, talking about his feelings and his concerns. it is in your embrace that he tries to become a better person — for you. as the walls cave in and the screams of help silence, it is in your touch he finds it safe enough to let it all out. as the world comes crashing down, he whispers bittersweetly, “i love you.”

KAZUHA looks at you in awe. he takes these last few moments to appreciate you — his light, life and love. with his explorative hands and curious gaze, he has wandered throughout teyvat whilst holding the hand he so adored. as he played the silent call of the winds to you, as he charmed you with his words, as he sheltered you from the rain with his arms, as he journeyed through everything with you — he loves you. in his darkest times, when the relentless thrashing of waves would overtake and drown him, a hand would reach out to pull him into a soft daydream. although he has travelled only a corner of the universe, as the world comes crashing down, he looks at you and thinks that his life had taken the turn for the best.

mmffff next fic will be fluff 🙏🏻

(me when i lie ^)