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[ Doesn't seem too bothered by it. In 3,700 years someone in Teyvat probably wrote fanfiction or drew fanart about them. So the only question remains, is it good?

Zhongli seems to find it pleasing to the eye at any rate as he sets it carefully on the table.

Ah, yes, drinking that is what he came here to do.

With half an eyeroll, he reclaims his cup and starts taking slow languid sips just like what he was doing before Venti woke up. ]

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[ He shifts on the bed so that his legs dangle over the side, swaying lightly. ]

Come here, Morax.

1/3

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[ Stands up ]

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[ Wobbles... ]

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[ Before making his way over to the bed. ]

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[ Morax............

He just barely stifles a lap as he yanks Zhongli down. Giving him no choice but to deposit his drunk head in Venti's lap. ]

Just relax for now. The problems out there can wait for later.

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[ He doesn't even fight being pulled into Venti's lap - just shuffles his limbs so he's in a more comfortable position.

And then waves one hand dramatically as if to say:

"What do you think I was doing? As if I wasn't taking refuge from everything in here."

He just didn't think Venti would wake up. He'd at least figured it be a month minimum before he did. ]

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I don't know what that meant, but I assume it was sarcastic.

[ Don't mind him while he casually starts braiding Zhongli's hair. ]

Ehe, really, this isn't so unlike how you were a few thousand years ago, all grunts and glares.

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[ Well.

Now he's pouting.

Venti can make up the reason on his own. ]

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[ HE CAN TELL!!!

Just laughs. ]

Don't pout! I loved you just as much back then, rocks-for-brains.

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[ Oh.

This was a bad idea.

Coming over to visit Venti.

Drinking.

Feelings in general.

E v e r y t h i n g.

Zhongli doesn't have even has his normal fortitude to deal with this without making an idiot of himself. So. He just buries his face in Venti's lap to hide his blush and pretend that none of this is even happening. ]

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[ Tittering above him, fingers threading through Zhongli's bangs. Oblivious to his struggles. ]

Moraaaax~ ♪ Did you accidentally drink too much?

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[ Why is Venti like this?

Without giving up his hiding spot, he blindly reaches for Venti's face with one hand to give him a shove. ]

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[ LICKS HIS HAND ]

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[ The knee jerk reaction to something wet and slimy touching him is to make a truly undignified yelp and go tumbling to the floor. ]

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[ THERE HE GOES.

This is an even better reaction than Venti anticipated.



PffffffffffFFFF LOL ]

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[ He picks himself off the floor and scoots away, mouth moving in what is undoubtedly an unflattering response. Luckily for Venti, no sounds comes out. ]

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[ Dropping off the bed and draping on him from behind before he can retreat too far ]

Aww, don't be like that. Fine, fine, you've had a bad day -- I won't tease you anymore.

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[ Mean girl tugs on one of his braids ]

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Ow ow ow owwww-- c'mon, I really mean it--!!

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[ Makes an attempt to manhandle Venti so that Venti is in his lap (where he belongs) and Zhongli is braced up against the side of the bed. ]

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[ Acceptable! He straightens out his braids and settles there easily. ]

How about I sing for you? Since I can't reach my lyre now.

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[ Zhongli raises an eyebrow at Venti before places both hands on Venti's cheeks, squishing just a little (not painfully so just to get his attention) and turning Venti's head once to the left and once to the right.

And then just---

Pulling Venti closer to him. ]

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[ He makes a tiny little wheezed sound of protest through this indignity, but doesn't actually do anything to stop it. ]

I can't tell if that's a yes or a no.

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[ Just this look.

It was obviously one of them! ]