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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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.
[ Takes Venti's face in his hands a second time and gives him another look.
Though this one is followed by a touch to a inked flower on Venti's skin there. And then a real flower braided into his hair here. And one by one he categorizes all the marks and gifts that SensitIV! gave him while he was asleep. ]
He hums in amusement before inspiration strikes, and he sings a Mondstadt lullaby -- light and airy, just like its city. It goes through all of Mondstadt's wildflowers, perhaps as a way of teaching children to remember them all. ]
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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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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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[ 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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Now he's pouting.
Venti can make up the reason on his own. ]
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Just laughs. ]
Don't pout! I loved you just as much back then, rocks-for-brains.
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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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Moraaaax~ ♪ Did you accidentally drink too much?
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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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This is an even better reaction than Venti anticipated.
PffffffffffFFFF LOL ]
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Aww, don't be like that. Fine, fine, you've had a bad day -- I won't tease you anymore.
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How about I sing for you? Since I can't reach my lyre now.
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And then just---
Pulling Venti closer to him. ]
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I can't tell if that's a yes or a no.
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It was obviously one of them! ]
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I'm just going to start singing, and if you do something violent to stop me, I'll know which it was.
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Though this one is followed by a touch to a inked flower on Venti's skin there. And then a real flower braided into his hair here. And one by one he categorizes all the marks and gifts that SensitIV! gave him while he was asleep. ]
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He hums in amusement before inspiration strikes, and he sings a Mondstadt lullaby -- light and airy, just like its city. It goes through all of Mondstadt's wildflowers, perhaps as a way of teaching children to remember them all. ]
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Then Zhongli will busy himself brushing his fingertips against any flower that Venti happens to name throughout the course of the song.
Is this something about Windblumes? ... Probably. ]
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