[closed] so let's make a decision, start a new religion

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Who: Venti & Friends
Which: Closed Log
Where: Where these threads happen
What: A closed catch-all for the month of October! Any planned closed threads will go here. If you would like to plan anything with Venti you can find my ooc plotting comment here. Or you can also just throw down a starter, I don't mind!
Warnings: nsfw.

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[Being a lover of all things poetry and music Venti is very much a lover of reading and stories too. Because that's what most poems and songs are. Retelling tales of emotions felt and words said. He loves it all.

Heizou's question is a cheeky one but also quite clever.]

Ehe, isn't there a touch of reality in all stories? But, if we're being literal, I believe the genuine murmur of a heart is more captivating than the pages.

[Venti then starts to gently braid a braid into Heizou's hair.]

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Hmm. Yes, I'd have to agree with that.

[He then chuckles a little bit, letting his eyes drift shut so he can enjoy the sensation of Venti's fingers working with his hair.]

It's been a while since I last felt my heart murmur for reality that way, to be perfectly honest. But it's every bit as wondrous as the stories~

[And there's his confession, of sorts. Still tucked away within his cheeky tone, but Venti's more than capable of finding it.]

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[He's happy to see Heizou so relaxed. His fingers will work expertly and gently as he braids Heizou's hair so that it will sit neatly to the side.]

Is that so? Are you hoping to feel a love story for yourself, Heizou?

[Venti looks down at Heizou with a tiny little smile. His heart warms to hear that.]

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[He's only this relaxed around Venti. It doesn't take a genius to understand why.

That question makes his smile grow a bit, and he lets out a dreamy sort of sigh.]

If a love story finds me, I won't fight it. But it does... surprise me.

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Oh? What surprises you?

[Venti questions softly. There's a gentle twinkle in Venti's eyes.]

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[He goes quiet for a second, motionless save for the gentle rise and fall of his chest as he breathes, eyes still shut and hands still folded over the book he's put down.]

The simple fact that one can find me at all, I suppose.

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It's not such a rare thing, my dear Heizou. You deserve to feel that pitter-patter in your heart as well.

[Venti leans down and presses a soft featherlight kiss to Heizou's brow.]

I don't mind turning the pages of our story...

[book2thehead]

[He huffs out a soft, ever so slightly incredulous laugh. Even as he leans up into the touch of Venti's lips.]

This story only exists in the world of our dreams, though.

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And? It would be a shame to let a story go only because it has an ending.

[It's still worth it... Isn't it?]

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[He lets out a soft, thoughtful hum at that, finally opening his eyes to look up at Venti. And there's something equally soft and thoughtful in the way that Heizou looks at him. Along with something that can only be described as adoring.]

...You're right. I do prefer a nice happy ending, though~

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[He looks at Heizou with that same affectionate gaze. He cares for Heizou so deeply already. To see him happy would mean the world to Venti's heart. Venti's heart is much like the breeze.]

Have a happy one with me, Heizou. If you would like.

[He has more than enough room in his heart.]

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[That makes a little smile spread across his face, much like the warm, fuzzy feeling in his chest.]

If I do that, then I'll never wanna wake up from this dream.

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If we have to... I'll only have to find a way to find you in Teyvat. And the wind always finds a way.

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Oh? You're really that determined to spoil me~?

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And if I am?

[He playfully hums back.]

Is that alright?

[book2thehead]

[He gives Venti a playful, but endlessly fond look. Until Venti gets fed up with him, Heizou will cherish these moments.]

It's more than alright.

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Ehe.

[Would he ever be fed up with his dear sweet Heizou, so charming and sharp? Never.

He leans down and presses a gentle kiss to Heizou's lips.]

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[It'll be a while longer before he feels like he can really believe that. He wants to. He wants to so much. It's just hard when people have yet to prove him wrong.

Still, he presses up into that kiss, gentle and sweet. And when they eventually draw back he smiles and tugs affectionately at one of Venti's braids.]

Did you make us match tonight?

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[Venti opens his eyes and gives the other a gentle smile. His fingers trace the braids he's neatly put in Heizou's hair.]

Hmhm. They look pretty on you, Heizou. Your hair is perfect for braids.

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[He laughs softly at that. No protests here.]

I've never asked... Why do you like braids so much?

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[Venti tilts his head at the question.]

It's a simple thing, I think. I love braids because a long lost friend used to wear his hair just the same way.

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[Heizou studies him for a moment, rubbing a thumb over one of the plaits in Venti's hair.]

Did you love him the way you do the rest of us?

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[That puts a serene yet sad-looking expression on Venti's face. A thought he hasn't thought about for a long... long time.]

I think he would have been the first person I loved.

[Oh, long lost love...]

Ehe! But, he did teach me how important it is to keep writing stories and songs. No matter when one ends another must begin. To miss out on the joy and adventure of all stories... That would be the biggest shame of all.

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[He just watches Venti quietly, watches the complicated emotions play over his face. He knows it's not as easy as the god makes it sound. He knows that from experience. It's no wonder Venti leaves so much room in his heart for others. Or maybe that ache blew open a hole too wide to easily fill.

With a small, understanding smile of his own, Heizou releases Venti's braid to instead trace his fingers lightly - almost soothingly - along his jawline.]

I suppose that's true... So he was a bard, then?

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[It's been a long time since Venti has ever spoken about the bard boy. He's only told Aether about him once before. Before that? No one, not even people close to him like Xiao and Zhongli.

He hums softly with a sweet smile on his face as he feels those fingers tapering across his jawline.]

He was, the one that inspired me to be the one I am today.

[Inspired him to be ... a lot of things.]

Long, long ago... he taught me that the freedom for people to fly would be the most important thing to give. To always fight for the right for people to see the sky as it is. Those things... He taught me how to be the type of archon that I wanted to be.