Dimensional connection ── genshin impact x reader

𝟏. comfort person┊𝐀𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

⤿✎ opening request by: michealisgay

person: first person

genre: fluff, angst

warning: yelling, conflict, possibly "trauma talk", mention of "emotional abuse", mention of addiction, alcohol "problems".

Gender neutral reader

summary: reader gets into argument and aether comforts them later

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As I returned from my long exhausting day at work with some studies I've done afterwards in the library I was rather happy to get home. The sun sat already down, letting various colors collide. Still some sort of bad feeling didn't leave me alone. I held my bag at its straps, I didn't want to let go of them as I cringed further on them.

As soon as I saw my house in sight, I had a sudden shower going over my back. A feeling of anxiety, I couldn't exactly describe it.

My thoughts drove off with the whole topic, it couldn't be that bad, it was just a feeling that's just stupid..

It was so quiet, making me so uncomfortable, this didn't sit right with me. I sighed when I heard my footsteps making sounds in the silence.

When I reached my houses front yard my sight spotted a key in my door. I've must've not clarified it enough to her- right?

I didn't thought to much about it. And opened the door, I took the spare keys with me and entered my own house.

When I got out of my coat and my shoes, I smelled something, it wasn't sweet but bitter. A bad idea came over my mind. I didn't want to keep going.

I was greeted by my mothers alcohol problems. She promised me to get help, I knew she was lying, but I still had sine sort of hope. I was aware that it wasn't easy as an addict and I gave her more than many chances up to this day.

I didn't wamt to believe that it was all in vain- the therapy I went through, but this gave me huge throwbacks to when my childhood went down thanks to my dad passing and my mother growing an addiction.

I was hoping she'd say nothing to me coming late, but I had my hopes to high. "There you are.. such a disappointment for the family." she mumbled with her breath stinking from the alcohol. I knew it was the alcohol but she wasn't lying.

"I wish I'd had a abortion, you're not.. worth it!" she exclaimed loudly. I was feeling done by her behavior.

She fell from the couch, "I.. I despise~ you!" Pointing at me with her finger, she stumbled over her own words. I felt my body shaking, my breath was loud, I panicked, she had way to much power with these words over me. I lost my balance and everything felt hot- images coming back from when she had those "nights" in my childhood

"I.." I tried to start, taking all my courage together. The amoumt of adrenaline I felt was uncomfortable. I breathed deep in and then out.

I struggled with standing up to myself. I tried my best to do something about the situation. I dugged into my skin with my nails. Up to the point that it hurt and left marks.

"I want you to leave as soon as your sober." I said in a demanding tone to her. I stood there, feeling unsure of my actions— was I even in the right— I lost my mind over what was right and wrong.

I only glanced at my mother that mother who wasn't sober for most of my childhood- that mother that threw at any of those occasions comments at me which she'd apologise for when she ever remembered it, but I grew sick off it.

She looked at me, "..you're so UNGRATEFUL!" was what she screamed the next moment at me. I felt my eyes going wide, I was feeling done. It was exhausting, why did I even let her stay here— I didn't know she was family right? But it shouldn't excuse her behavior was what my therapist said.

I couldn't keep letting her behavior slide. I was near tears, my eyes were watering. Only one thing came to mind. Even if I didn't want to bother them.

I grabbed my shoes put them on and a coat. Lastly I searched for my keys before leaving. I held my phone thight as I searched for the phone number. My breath was shaking as I ran away from the house. The rain that just started dripped on my skin.

Running through my hair, making it wet as the drops shattered. I felt them violently crashing into my face as I tried to run further away from my mother and her alcohol addiction. Away from my problems and the issues of the world.

The whole cold atmosphere the rain had turned on was rather comforting. The quiet rain drops made me feel relaxed. Slowly they ran down my coat making me wet from head to feet even with a coat.

Finally I was ready to dial his number. I collected all my thoughts and tried not to dumb anything on him. "Hi Y/n! what's up, partner in crime?" he questioned with a playful tone, a hint of curiousity was laying in there.

"Aether.. I'm sorry to bother you, but my mother drank again—. I couldn't stay with her. And I just needed to hear your voice.." I mumbled in the call. My voice coming out as more and more of a whisper.

"No you aren't bothering me! You come here right now. We'll talk about it and then you'll stay for the weekend here, if you want
of course." he said, making sure,
that I was feeling good.

I smiled at his idea, he made me feel that I was having equal rights as him and always a choice, it wasn't toxic as how it was with my mother.

I smiled replying, "yeah let's do it like that and Aether?" I asked him.

He replied, "yes?"

"Thank you.." I said to him with gratitude.

Soon enough I stood in front of his door and as I was just about to rang the bell, he opened. A big smile over his face. He right away hugged me and smiled. The hug— it was feeling like he was protecting me as he held tightly on to me.

He made sure that I was having enough space and was feeling comfortable. He even got some spare clothes for me which I didn't accept at first, but he said, "it was cold and wet outside." his tone was filled with concern— I just ended up accepting to stop being a bigger bother.

I layed down on the sofa and sighed as I starred at the ceiling. So many thoughts and feelings ran through my head. Aether was in the kitchen making something— to which I honestly didn't pay to much attention.

I saw his vivid figure become more clear as soon as he came into the living room where I sat down. He had two cups of tea in his hands. I noticed it since the tea bags were still in there.

He placed the cups down on the table.  Smiling as he looked at me. He went over to me— to my surprise, which caught me off guard, he kissed me on the forehead gentle.

I felt taken to a different kind of heart fluttering in that sense. It started to bounce from happiness, dancing like the wildest animal. While I felt my body adapting to a different heat level.

"What am I not allowed to kiss my partner on the forehead?" he joked, I shook my head in that moment as I lost my ability to speak.

"No, no.. it's just I'm not used to such a loving boyfriend.." I smiled awkwardly at him.

He got up from kneeling down in front of me and settling himself down besides me on the couch. "If you wanna talk about it now I'm here— if it's later than I'm there too and if you just want silent company than I'm here too." He assured me. His hands held on mine.. so warm. I missed that feeling.

"No.. let's just have this moment now.. I'll talk later about it, that's what I'd like to do." I said laying my head on his shoulder. He smiled visibly at me and stood quiet. Both of us knew this was the peace I longed for since so long.

Just peace with my loved one.