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i'm dragging a heart that weighs a ton / holding out for not just anyone
[Fontaine: The technological hub of Teyvat.
For as long as anyone can remember, the country of Fontaine has always been the innovative center for the continent. High speed rail was originated here, and now spans across the entirety of Teyvat and beyond. High rises and skyscrapers pepper the skyline, modern Victorian buildings supporting a gear-like aesthetic from an era gone by. A thousand years ago, it was a much different place, but now it thrives with the bright lights and bustle of its people. One can hear the occasional street performer playing for cash, as businessmen and tourists alike walk down narrow cobblestone streets. People are buried in their phones, some take pictures as they gawk at the sights of the city, but one young man in particular walks languidly down the street, enjoying the life around him. He's in no hurry to get where he's going, as he has plenty of time to get there, noting a deli across the street from where he is now that he'll have to try.
Unfortunately, he is on business, so that'll have to wait.
Never being one to be dressed completely formal, he wears a comfortable pair of slacks and dress shoes, with a collared shirt that isn't buttoned up all the way under a grey vest. Various pieces of metal are woven into the vest, notably a crest on his right shoulder with a chain attached to it that hangs under his arm to the back. On his belt lies a Vision, glowing blue with hydro. The young man always seems friendly and easy going, but what lies underneath is something that not many are allowed to know- the heir to the family business of a company who develops tech for various products is also the right hand man of the mafia that runs the city.
And, their true business behind the scenes; creating Delusions to sell on the black market.
Today is a day where some investigating has to be done, and he's headed to see an old friend of his, from university. One that he's sure can help him with this problem he has. Entering the building, he swings in quietly to give a polite wave and a smile to the only person there.
Someone who looked exactly like their brother, whom he can only assume is the twin sister he'd yet to meet that he'd heard about.]
Hello, I was wondering if Aether was in today? I had a...business proposal for him, and I'm sure that he'd love to hear it. Unless of course, you might be of assistance instead.
For as long as anyone can remember, the country of Fontaine has always been the innovative center for the continent. High speed rail was originated here, and now spans across the entirety of Teyvat and beyond. High rises and skyscrapers pepper the skyline, modern Victorian buildings supporting a gear-like aesthetic from an era gone by. A thousand years ago, it was a much different place, but now it thrives with the bright lights and bustle of its people. One can hear the occasional street performer playing for cash, as businessmen and tourists alike walk down narrow cobblestone streets. People are buried in their phones, some take pictures as they gawk at the sights of the city, but one young man in particular walks languidly down the street, enjoying the life around him. He's in no hurry to get where he's going, as he has plenty of time to get there, noting a deli across the street from where he is now that he'll have to try.
Unfortunately, he is on business, so that'll have to wait.
Never being one to be dressed completely formal, he wears a comfortable pair of slacks and dress shoes, with a collared shirt that isn't buttoned up all the way under a grey vest. Various pieces of metal are woven into the vest, notably a crest on his right shoulder with a chain attached to it that hangs under his arm to the back. On his belt lies a Vision, glowing blue with hydro. The young man always seems friendly and easy going, but what lies underneath is something that not many are allowed to know- the heir to the family business of a company who develops tech for various products is also the right hand man of the mafia that runs the city.
And, their true business behind the scenes; creating Delusions to sell on the black market.
Today is a day where some investigating has to be done, and he's headed to see an old friend of his, from university. One that he's sure can help him with this problem he has. Entering the building, he swings in quietly to give a polite wave and a smile to the only person there.
Someone who looked exactly like their brother, whom he can only assume is the twin sister he'd yet to meet that he'd heard about.]
Hello, I was wondering if Aether was in today? I had a...business proposal for him, and I'm sure that he'd love to hear it. Unless of course, you might be of assistance instead.
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I think it's a simple case of misremembering on your part. You must have been tired.
[His expression is unapologetic as he takes another sip of his coffee. He'll gladly make her tired over and over again, no matter the method he chooses.]
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Mm, it must be. One of my exes messaged me the other day, asking how I was.
[ since the attack on their building was all over the news, she's received several messages from close friends if she and aether were all right, messages of concern and assurance. and she would've replied to all of them if it weren't for the fact that they were in hiding and may be tracked.
it's just too risky to give their place away. ]
I suppose he was just that memorable.
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Or perhaps, you just like making me jealous.
[Or he's sure she wouldn't mention it. He drinks a bit more of his coffee, deciding that it needs some cream or flavoring in it, getting up to take the cup over to the counter to fish some creamer out.]
But that's fine by me. I'll just have to work harder to make you forget all about him.
[The grin on his face as he looks down at his cup while mixing the creamer in nothing short of mischievous, his mind already starting to formulate a plan, and a backup plan, and another plan after that just to get what he wants.]
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[ as if she'll deny that his jealousy streak isn't amusing.
still, lumine gives him a sideways glance as he stands next to her, an eyebrow arching at that accusation. as if she'd make him jealous deliberately. as if she'd try to push his buttons just to see his reaction to certain things. as if she's the type who would tease and edge people until they break.
(sure, maybe. a little bit.) ]
I don't have to do anything to make you jealous. You do it on your own without prompting.
[ to be fair, he was quick to react to the package sent to them last time, even if it was a complete trap—and now that she thinks about it, those guys in mondstadt during windblume. ]
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Either way, now you have to deal with it, haha.
[Ajax steps over to her after setting his cup down, about to make her pay for all that teasing she did to him earlier and for the little comment about her ex-boyfriend. The payment, is (1) deep kiss, leaning down into her as he cups her cheek to administer something more greedy, jealousy burning through him as he kisses her.
That guy, whoever he is, she can forget about him. He's not important anymore and she's got Ajax right here in front of her to give her anything she wants.]
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except maybe when she reaches out and pinches his side so she can try to duck and slip out of his grasp when his attention is distracted for a moment. ]
Not if I had a choice in the matter.
[ lumine will try to bolt out of the kitchen, skidding on the paneled floor towards the entrance of the house. ]
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Oh no you don't!
[He takes off too, sprinting after her as she runs towards the front doors, his arms wrapping around her before she can get anywhere else and uses that momentum to spin her around a few times as he lifts her from the ground.]
Gotcha, you rascal! Haha, good try, but it wasn't good enough-!
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[ lumine lets out a shriek when he catches her just before her hand could grab the door handle. squirming, she once more tries to escape his grasp to no avail when he starts spinning her in the air. all she can do is let ajax do what he wants, plotting instead to escape him once he puts her down. when he finally sets her back on the ground, she gives him a flat look, her lips pursed. ]
You do realise that Tubby's going to tattle to Aether about you taking advantage again.
[ she's caught her brother speaking to the adeptus a few times, after all, often asking about the previous residents of the teapot and what they were up to. lumine's pretty sure he knows all about the traveler and the harbinger's shenanigans at this point. ]
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[She was the one who started this, as far as he's concerned. Ajax can only laugh, feeling accomplished that he's squashed her escape for now. If she wants to run, she's free too, he'll catch up to her. His legs are long.]
I've already said it, I'm not taking advantage of anything. The only difference is that if Aether were here, I'd of put a shirt on and some sweatpants before going into the kitchen.
[And even then, shirt really not required. The next part he says a little louder, so Tubby can hear.]
Besides, I seem to remember a certain someone feeling me up in the kitchen, not the other way around.
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lumine quickly presses her hands over his mouth, eyes widening when he starts accusing her of feeling him up. how dare! when he was the one denying that he's getting chubby and she's simply out there to prove it to him that he is. it's not her fault that he assumed that she was fondling him and enjoyed it. ]
Please.
[ she rolls her eyes as she tries to duck and sidestep him again, letting her hands drop back to her side to head back to the kitchen and clean up. ]
That wasn't me feeling you up. If I was feeling you up, you'd know. If you even want, you can interview a few people on how I feel someone up.
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Well, I think I'd rather you just show me. Perhaps later, then.
[He lets her go, not stopping her on the way back to the kitchen, instead following her back in because he still has coffee to drink, and honestly, breakfast to make. Once they both arrive, Ajax steps back over to his cup that he left on the counter, drinking the rest and taking care of the cup.]
By the way, any preferences on what you want for breakfast? I'm not too picky about what I eat, so anything sounds good to me.
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Later's not going to happen, Ajax.
[ isn't he tired? he should be exhausted beyond reason from the events of the past few days to even want to do anything too tedious or tiresome. and she has work, too; they both have work that they've put off for nth days now.
in any case, lumine walks back into the kitchen to rinse her cup and start going through the fridge on what they can have for breakfast. she takes out an egg, debating if she should have an omelet or pancakes ... decisions, decisions. ]
I don't have any preference, either. As long as it's not another variation of salad.
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How about I make you some cheese pancakes? They're pretty popular in Snezhnaya. A lot of people will eat them with jam or honey. But really, you can put whatever you'd like on them. And, if you want eggs, I can make those too. Just tell me how you want them.
[Ingredients are already getting pulled out, but he stops to think for a second. Maybe cooking in boxers isn't a good idea.]
Think about it for a second. I'll be right back.
[He quickly pads out of the kitchen, and when he returns he'll have quickly put on some sweatpants and an old t-shirt.]
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[ but even before she can ask further, he's gone, walking out of the kitchen as if he's suddenly changed his mind. lumine blinks and starts taking out bowls and a pan as well, the milk from inside the fridge ... she wonders if they should start grocery shopping for certain items.
ajax returns after a few minutes, finally in a shirt and sweatpants, the same articles of clothing he's declared would only be worn in aether's presence. she supposes that cooking in nothing but boxers is just a disaster waiting to happen. ]
And here I was wondering when I'd be forced to stop staring at your face. [ she hands him the bowl, the small bag of flour she managed to find sitting inside it. ] So, those cheese pancakes?
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They're called syrniki back in Snezhnaya. Give me a little bit, I'll have them ready in no time. If you want to learn how to make them, I wouldn't mind teaching you. But I'll have you try them first.
[He gets to work immediately, making the batter from scratch and letting them form up in the pan. When all is said and done, he plates the food, bringing it over to the table, proud of his work. He'll get himself some jam and sour cream, adding it on top of his pancakes.]
Eat up. Add whatever you like to the top, I just prefer sour cream and jam. A lot of people use syrup too, if that's too strange for you.
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lumine peers at her plate, her brows furrowing at these things he calls pancakes. they're pretty tiny, smaller than the usual pancakes aether makes for her or the ones she's gotten back in mondstadt. but it's supposedly popular in snezhnaya, so maybe there's a reason why? then again, there are some weird food items that are also popular in snezhnaya.
she takes a bite, anyway, after smearing a bit of jam on it. for a moment, lumine chews thoughtfully, inwardly hating how good ajax is at cooking. he probably hung out for a long time with his mom in the kitchen, which only proves her point that he's a mommy's boy. ]
Mm, not bad, I guess, [ she pauses for a bit before adding, ] ... Jaxxie.
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He looks even more proud at the compliment, but his face turns a little sour when she calls him by his mom's nickname for him. He takes a bite of his food, wishing that she'd never heard that nickname, but it's too late now. All he can do is come up with a nickname for her instead, and he'll clearly have to make it as cute as possible.]
Lumine...
[He says, closing his eyes. Ugh...]
Lyubov moya, I'd appreciate it if you left my mother's nickname back at home where it belongs.
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but she soldiers on, folding one of the pancakes in half and stuffing it in her mouth. her gaze flickers somewhere above ajax as if thinking, admiring the way the sunlight filters through the opaque glass of the kitchen. ]
Your mom didn't seem to mind that I was using it, [ once again, she pauses, taking another bite of the syrniki, licking the sweet fruity syrup of the jam from the corner of her lips. ] ... Jaxxie.
[ look, if she doesn't know the meaning of a word, it doesn't bother her. unlike him, who's obviously bothered by the nickname. ]
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He eats a bit more, deciding that two can really play at that game. She clearly doesn't know what the nickname he just gave her meant, given how she didn't get mad at him for saying it. That's fine. He'll abuse that along with something else while she doesn't know.]
Yes, but I do, Lumi, [he says, shaking his fork at her.] Now, if you don't mind, I don't want to be reminded of that childhood nickname anymore. Surely you can come up with your own pet name for me instead.
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okay, so maybe it's his way of paying her back for that nickname of his. which, to be fair, is something his mom called him in front of her. and seeing that his own mother seems to approve of the nickname when she called him that, she doesn't see what the issue is.
but if he thinks she can't think of a nickname for him: ]
Why not? You sometimes act like a spoiled baby, baobao.
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[He eats more of his breakfast, chewing on it as he stares at her. It would have been cute if he didn't know she was just being mean now.]
Name calling isn't very nice, Lumine.
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But is it name calling if it's true?
[ calling a baby a baby isn't exactly considered as name calling because one is simply calling it as it is, isn't it? ]
Besides, it's clear you don't speak Liyuen. Otherwise, you'd know what it really means.
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[He's not buying that innocent look for a second. He knows her better than that.]
Now, you wouldn't like it if I called you a bolʹshoy pridurok, would you? Even if it's true?
[Ajax shoots her a questioning look, letting her just wonder what on earth that might mean. Finishing off his pancakes, he stands to rinse his plate off, bringing her a bottle of water to drink out of the fridge as he places a kiss to the side of her head.]
But I think for now I'll just call you lyubov moya, I think it's cute for you.
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lumine swerves and moves her head away when he tries to kiss her, raising a hand to push him away while her other hand stuffs the last pancake in her mouth. ]
I prefer that you call me Lumine, [ her tone is edged just as she gets up and out of her seat, walking past him to the sink. ] Mr. Volkov.
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You're the one who started all this, lyubov moya, and now you've earned yourself a cute Snezhnayan nickname in the process. Don't worry, it's nothing bad.
[He only smiles happily as he begins, thankful that it didn't take much to make breakfast this morning. There isn't much to wash.]
I hope you enjoyed your breakfast. I'll make you something new tomorrow, haha.
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