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I… I suppose that’s one solution to it. [ he didn’t think there’s be any solution, if he’s being honest. ] …it’d be difficult to explain to my family. [ but exceedingly more difficult to have to watch all of them die. ]

…hey. [ turns, grabbing for five and yanking him into himself for a hug. ] Have I ever told you how much you mean to me?

[ he knows watching your entire family die and never die of old age is not exactly a good scenario but right now he can't focus on that. At the hug he's surprised but eventually he returns it, quiet for a moment ]

More or less. You've shown it plenty, though.

[ a pause, then he adds ]

Sorry. With all this I hadn't even acknowledged your nightmare.

Don’t apologize. I… even if it’s not an ideal solution, you’ve given me hope, and I can appreciate that if nothing else. [ drags the back of his hand gingerly across his cheek. ] I have you to chase the nightmares away, so it’s fine, and not something you need to worry about too much. [ his hand moves to the back of five’s neck, cradling his head as he angles his head for a kiss. ]

[ he'll kiss him back, though he keeps it soft and gentle, and will pull back shortly after ]

I'll worry about it as much as I please, you can't stop me.

[ chuckles, ] Is that a threat, sensei… [ he smiles, eyes twinkling. ] you’re lucky we’re planning for a date or I’d make you forget.

A kiss is all you're getting while I'm this form.

... But I'm glad that my presence has helped some. You mean a lot for me too.

I know, I’m not going to push my luck, but that doesn’t mean I’m incapable of making you forget using *other* methods. [ sets a hand on his head and ruffles his hair in an obnoxious manner. ] How about I just call you cute for the next hour?

[ he does slap his hand away at that ]

Then I'll have to kill you myself instead.

A honor, truly. [ laughs. ] I still have my chopsticks if you'd like to use those still. [ slips his tail around five's waist and tries to tug him over to the burners as he dips a spoon in to grab a taste. ]

Let me know if you think this needs more salt, sensei. [ holds the spoon out to him. ]

[ This is entirely too domestic he's only ever did stuff like this with Emet!!! he looks embarassed and a little uncertain but eventually he does grab a taste, humming as he considers ]

No, i think it's fine.

It's good actually.

[ childe looks delighted. ] Great-! I'm most concerned about how this dish turns out, since it's one of Xiansheng's favorites. But I did also want to share some stuff from my own nation with all of you. It's been a while since I've made any of them, and they're all really special to me. [ leans into five, setting the spoon aside and stirring the soup with a ladle. ] If you ever want me to cook for you, sensei, all you have to do is ask. It'd be my pleasure.

I see you're really set on spoiling me. We have cooks in Taisho, but well.

They can't compete with a meal made with love now can they.

And none of them are me. A damn shame, that. I bet I- [ his face just burst into a dark shade of red as he chokes on the remainder of that sentence. made with… love. love?! ] Ah ha- hah, yeah, and I… I’m the best.

You know that simple statement didn't warrant such a reaction right?

I don’t know what you’re talking about, sensei.

Next time cook for me only.

I… s- sure, I can do that, just, uhm, tell me what you’d like me to make.

[ he's clearly loving seeing him all embarrassed, and he smiles, so satisfied ]

I'll think of it. In the meantime. We should finish this.

...oh, yeah, definitely. We, ah, don't have all day. I still need to decorate the roof a little bit more, since I want it as close to perfect as I can get it.

I'll help. It'll be fine and he'll love it.

Thanks sensei. I'm really nervous... the only other date I've ever been on was during that Tinder game and that was before we were a thing.

But I'm assuming you both had a good time.

Yeah, I’d say so. I never thought I’d get an opportunity to do things like this, being a Harbinger, but… but it’s nice…

You never dated at home? Not even casually?

Nope. I think most people thought I might kill them, or that the Fatui would do so. A fair assumption, honestly. And it’s not like I ever met anybody worth my time and effort.

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