Outside, The Rain Pours Like No Ones Business, The Wind Howling In Frustration As It Mingles With The

Outside, the rain pours like no one’s business, the wind howling in frustration as it mingles with the tinkering drops against your roof and windows.

You, luckily, are curled happily under your blanket, scrolling through your phone with a nice cup of tea next to you, enjoying the sounds of a storm in nothing but your own company.

Until-

“Ah. You’re home,” you hum, flicking your eyes up at osamu, then back to your phone. His arms are filled with reusable bags that dangle from the bulky muscles, two large palms cradling the milk, and the fluffiness of his hair lays flat to his head. His shirt is soaked, you hear the squish of his shoes, and you hate how cute the wet-dog aesthetic is on your man.

You hear him pant softly, “it’s. Wet. Outside.”

You chuckle and shake your head, reaching for your cup of tea, “yeah baby, that’s why I’m inside.”

“You could’ve helped your strong, smart, talented, amazing boyfriend with the groceries.”

“I offered, you said you “‘got this’,” you hum, secretly glad your boyfriends chivalry knows no bounds and he’d rather get drenched in the cold rain than risk you getting drenched in the cold rain.

But he is a Miya. He’s going to whine just a little bit.

You hear him place the groceries down, “but now I’m cold. And my shoes are wet. And I was lonely.”

You click off your phone and shrug off your blanket, making your way towards him. He smiles as you approach, and when you use a warm hand to move his hair off his forehead, he nuzzles into your touch.

“Thank you for getting the groceries,” you say, leaning up to press a kiss to his cold forehead. “Go take a nice hot shower, I’ll put them away.”

“I only bought a few frozen things, so you can join me in the shower.”

You giggle, “as tempting as that is, I’d really like you to warm up.”

He smirks and, before you can process, he scoops you up in his arms and throws you over his shoulder, his freezing shirt soaking you as you writhe and scream at the playful action. “Osamu!”

“Now you’re wet too. Come shower with me, and wash my hair.”

“You bought dairy,” you manage between titters, “I have to put it away.”

“So let’s put it away together. Then we can shower.”

“You’re so clingy!”

“Oh I’ll show you clingy.”

MEGUMI YOU SAY????? LOML????? LITERALLY MY FAVOURITE CHARACTER IN THE WHOLE SHOW?????????? THAT MEGUMI????

he brings out his shikigami for you to play with/cuddle regularly.

also: museum/aquarium/art gallery dates <3

I’ve said this before in a drabble thing and I’ll say it again: i imagine a relationship dynamic with him is very “you wanna kiss me so bad” and “omg shut up but yes”

YES MEGUMI, THAT MEGUMI YES 🥺🥺🥺

HIS SHIKIGAMI ARE BETTER CUDDLERS THAN HIM I STG. They just curl against you to give you a warm pillow to nuzzle into, to the point even he gets a little jealous bc you look so cozy and it should be him that you're nuzzled into okay??

One time, when you fell asleep against it, he went to move you and it had the nerve, the audacity, the gumption to raise its teeth at him???? HIS OWN SHIKIGAMI??? It did not go over well with megumi for an assortment of reasons.

GOD aquarium (I’m an ocean girly shush) dates with him would be so fun, you demanding him to win you the giant penguin in the arcade, ignoring him when he tells you it would be cheaper to just by the thing but ultimately WINNING IT BC HE JUST LOVES TO WATCH YOU SMILE AND BEAM OKAY EVEN IF IT DID COST HIM AN OBSURD AMOUNT OF MONEY!!!

But just the way he’d look in the blue-hued-lights of the aquarium, casting the same hued shadows over his face, he just looks otherworldly, so pretty and when your jaw slacks to stare at him, he’s quick to use a finger to close it back up. “You’ll catch flies,” he mumbles.

"But I want to kiss you so bad," you whine.

"Later."

As if he's not more than eager to kiss you under the fluorescent lights of the fish tanks, penguin wing in your fist while your free arm wraps around his neck needily, and you rise just barely on your tiptoees to reach him, and-

You nudge him playfully, "you want to kiss me too, don't you?"

"You, stay quiet."

Osamu: Is 4 a lot?

Suna: Depends on the context.

Suna: 4 onigiris? No.

Suna: 4 murders? Yes.

Happy Birthday, Chevreuse!

Afternoon! I'm just off to the Special Patrol's mess hall for a bite to eat. Care to join?

You seemed curious last time when we were discussing the mess hall menu.

If you don't have plans afterwards, come along to the training grounds with me and I'll give you a taste of the Special Patrol's daily routine.

It so happens that we've just received a new batch of muskets and targets — perfect for beginners. I'll even show you the ropes myself!

Happy Birthday, Thoma!

This morning, I received a gift that was signed "Blessings from Windrise."

Let me guess... It was from you, right? This Windwheel Aster still carries with it a trace of Mondstadt's wind. Thank you~

Whenever I see a Windwheel Aster, I think of the giant tree at Windrise, of Springvale's windmill, and the faint aroma of wine drifting on the wind... Ah, how nostalgic!

If I ever get the chance to return to Mondstadt, would you come along too? Traveling by your side would make the journey so much more enjoyable!