,. ➥ 𝑗𝑒𝑎𝑛.

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            \    AW TYSM

but*

@VIGEMUSQUE / idk , don ' t ask moi

⌗  ⋄  ➥ ₊  °  ▐  ː   @R3X_LAP1S
            
            \    YEAH ALRIGHT because jean and.  no.   nah JSHAKHAAKAY 

//  probs  not  lmao

↳˳⸙  @VIGEMUSQUE  ;;
            //  ngl  i  had  to  research  those  benefits  lmfao
            
            ah…  i  did  not  mean  it  that  way  .  [  and  just  when  he’s  reminded  himself  not  to  seem  too  suspicious  ,  he  made  /another/  mistake  .  how  amazing  .  he  masks  his  embarrassment  with  a  small  smile  ,  hoping  jean  won’t  question  him  further  .  ]  by  ‘  my  ‘  city  i  did  not  mean  that  liyue  is  under  my  rule  ,  or  that  it  is  mine  .  it  was  a  mistake  in  phrasing  on  my  part  .  [  she  was  already  so  close  to  discovering  /that/  the  first  time  they  met  .  and  this  second  time  ,  she’s  come  close  yet  again  .  he  really  can’t  underestimate  her  (  it’s  not  like  he  did  )  .  jean’s  smart  ,  he  can  tell  .  so  he  must  be  careful  ,  even  more  so  around  those  like  her  .  ]
            
            //  like  uhhh  he’s  a  liyuean  ??  idk  how  to  explain

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            [   jean listens with a smaller smile.  liyuean traditions sound complex,  but she assumes that mondstadtian customs are equally complex to liyuean people.  is zhongli that knowledgeable about many more things?  sounds like he’s just really into tea,  but if he is who jean is thinking he might be,  then  …  it’s unlikely.  she blinks,  however,  at the other’s choice of words.  his city?  yes,  well,  jean likes to think mondstadt is under her supervision — but she wouldn’t claim it as her own.  only barbatos could be allowed to say such a thing for it to be truthful.  ]   your  …  /  your  /  city?  [  she echoes,  because this is seriously starting to get weird,  with how many things the possibly-an-adeptus is telling her.  she may have read up on these creatures.  lisa mercifully didn’t question the sudden spike of interest in liyuean history.  ]  
            
            \    smh who would ever simp for that man??  nobody

↳˳⸙  @VIGEMUSQUE  ;;
            
            pu’er  is  a  type  of  tea  leaf  we  have  here  in  liyue  .  [  he  explains  ,  already  starting  to  slip  into  another  one  of  his  long  lectures  .  ]  it’s  well  known  for  its  fresh  ,  mellow  and  woody  scent  ,  as  well  as  its  moderately  sweet  aftertaste  .  it  has  many  health  benefits  ,  some  of  which  are  improvements  in  heart  health  and  reductions  in  cholesterol  levels  .  it’s  also  said  that  pu’er  enhances  eyesight  and  even  soothe  hangovers  ,  among  others.  ah  .  i’ve  been  rambling  again  ,  apologies  .  [  before  he  can  say  any  more  ,  he  stops  himself  -  he  wouldn’t  like  to  bore  her  .  ]  i’ve  been  well…  as  well  as  i  can  be  when  my  city  is  recovering  from  the  loss  of  its  god  .  all  the  citizens  are  grieving  in  the  wake  of  the  rite  of  parting  .  [  the  funeral  for  himself  that  /he/  was  in  charge  of  arranging  and  carrying  out  .  it  was  almost  laughable  as  he’d  stood  before  the  cold  body  of  his  exuvia  ,  expression  somber  and  his  people  grieved  around  him  ,  unknowing  that  their  god  still  lived  ,  and  was  standing  right  before  them  .  but  the  day  he’d  met  jean  flashed  through  his  mind  again  and  he  reminded  himself  he  had  to  be  careful  lest  he  get  discovered  again  .  ]
            
            //  totally  zero  simping  .  ofc

►     : standing  :  

╱╱⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀CMERE

/           ONG   ON   NIANI   !!

/*   MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY JHKHKHJGKHK
            
            *  the pinch to the tan skin of his cheek caused kaeya to pout in a manner that puffed both of his cheeks out further.  he knew jean was being both gentle and playful about it,  so of course he wasn't actually upset.  not that the knight would be if she /had/ actually meant harm.  he doubted he could bring himself to ever be upset with jean.  how could anyone ever be upset with a thoughtful and hardworking woman like her?  he easily swallowed both pills dry and then his periwinkle eye fluttered shut at the cold hand against his forehead.  subconsciously,  he leaned into her caring touch.  *  you /like/ me hungover?  is that permission for me to go out and drink more,  boss  ~ ?  *  he teased dryly and then cleared his throat.  *  as for me being /guilty/..  i can't hide anything from you,  can i?

⌗  ⋄  ➥ ₊  °  ▐  ː   @frostswind
            
            [   she scoffs,  but it’s not in a cruel,  menacing,  cold way.  it’s fond,  and still bemused at his antics.  so familiar.  ]   of course you weren’t.  you didn’t want to look at me because  —  [   jean pinches his cheek lightly,  carefully,  only conveying the action through a brief and gentle,  not truly admonishing touch.  ]  —  you,  kaeya,  feel guilty.  [  the blonde places two of the pills in his open palm.  that should be enough for now.  she leaves the package on his nightstand for later.  ]   why,  such lovely words!  i think i like you hungover,  [  jean teases,  and brushes a hand over his forehead,  feels for a fever.  it seems to be alright,  but he must feel like he got run over by a mitachurl.  ]  
            
            \    LITERALLY A QUEEN 

/*   UGH JEAN ♡♡ ;^; SHE'S THE BEST LOOK AT HER!!!
            
            is that so?  well,  i don't /feel/ well at all,  either.  *  it was barely an attempt at a joke,  his shoulders momentarily tensing before he calmed when he realized that she was just putting his hair up for him.  gah.  why did she have to be so thoughtful?  the man squeezed his eye shut and then lifted a hand,  just to lightly touch the dark fabric of his eyepatch with his fingertips.  it was still where it should be.  good.  he remained quiet for a while,  letting out a quiet sigh when he felt jean's soft and familiar touch against his back.  it did make him feel a little better.  having such a caring soul help tend to him.  once the acting grandmaster had returned,  he gave an exaggerated sigh and then pushed himself up into a sitting position.  he let his hands rest in his lap,  pouting gently at the blonde.  *  i wasn't /hiding/,  i just didn't want to look at you.  *  he teased then held up a hand so she could put some of the painkillers in his palm.  *  i hate to say it,  but i think you might be a lifesaver..  *  sighed the cavalry captain.  *

⌗  ⋄  ➥ ₊  °  ▐  ː   @FIREB1RD-
            
            her heart definitely stops beating for a second when he mentions it’s a SHAME that kaeya isn’t here.  are they getting along better again?  it always seems to be a vague up and down,  but jean always prefers the ups,  of course.  she likes seeing the brothers when they’re happier.  content.  and especially diluc,  who doesn’t smile as freely.  “then i’ll have a glass of that dandelion wine,”  she tells him with a warm smile.  “just one!  i will not be tempted for more,”  the blonde insists,  eyes crinkling as she laughs softly.  “i think kaeya is busy,  out on a patrol now.  i’m more than certain he’ll want to get a drink when his work is done as well,”  muses jean,  and props an elbow up on the counter,  resting her cheek in her hand.  “and you?  how are you?”  

the words didn’t strike much of a chord, it seemed. the man gave a heavy sigh, but he didn’t bother trying to convince her otherwise. at the very least, he could allow her some sort of fun. it was well deserved, with how little she got to go out. “ understood. ” he murmured, before turning to glance back at a few of the bottles lining the shelving behind the bar. “ dandelion wine would be a preferable suggestion for most, though any virgin drink would be the safest choice. ” he gave a throaty chuckle. “ there are such things as grape juice and apple juice as well, but I sincerely doubt you’d have much fun drinking either of those. ” shrugging slightly, he turned his gaze back to her, arms crossed still. “ a shame kaeya isn’t here… he’d be more then willing to give some sort of suggestion for a drink, I’d assume. ”
            
            // NP!!!

⌗  ⋄  ➥ ₊  °  ▐  ː   @FIREB1RD-
            
            “yes!  i think it’s been quite a while since i’ve been able to visit you are.”  jean flashes a bright smile.  when she accepted the position of the acting grandmaster,  she’d been very much aware that her free time would be reduced to almost zero.  therefore,  she cherishes the few moments she has even more.  her smile turns sheepish at the faint admonishment.  “i don’t want to skip my free time by sleeping.  i thought i’d  …  stop by and have a little something and …  maybe actually have a bit of fun again.”  of course,  jean would not drink herself to the edge of oblivion  —  and she doubts diluc would let her,  even though he should if she wanted to  —  but just one or two should do her good.  “your concern is appreciated,  but i’d really much rather have some memories of my free time instead if sleeping.  so  —  do you have any suggestion for a  …  /  light  /  drink?”
            
            \    WOO TY

⌗  ⋄  ➥ ₊  °  ▐  ː   @-stormguides
            
            \    AW TYSM I LIKE IT TOO <3 GN !!  WOO I’LL BE WAITING .  that sentence was GOLD i wheezed

//  YEAH  IK  ENYA  IS  A  BEAUTIFUL  NAME  BTW  AND  GN  <33  ILL  REPLY  WHEN  I  WAKE  UP  AND  GLAD  YOU  LIKED  THAT  FIRST  SENTENCE  LMFAOOO

⌗  ⋄  ➥ ₊  °  ▐  ː   @-stormguides
            
            \    YAY OKAY!!!  TATSUE IS FINE BY ME IDM !!!  im enya lol 

/ @VIGEMUSQUE 
            
            ;; GAUAHAHAHA OFC

⌗  ⋄  ➥ ₊  °  ▐  ː   @lightningblooms
            
            \    NAW THATS CUTE BYE TY