dream a little (dream of me) | genshin impact

fourteen

"Goodness, miss. You had us terrified back there."

Ganyu is sitting by your bed in the infirmary when you regain consciousness, wiping the tears off her face with a dainty handkerchief. You mumble a half-hearted apology, but immediately seize up when you see Zhongli leaning against the wall in front of you.

"The nurse told us she suspected that you might have an eating disorder," the secretary continues, rubbing your hand comfortingly. "It did seem like you were pushing yourself harder than usual during the last few weeks. You should really take care of yourself more."

An eating disorder...? Well, if depriving yourself of your required sustenance can be translated into a human affliction, you suppose that was the most obvious counterpart. Still, you're still feeling a bit too groggy for conversation, so instead of addressing Ganyu's plight, you sink further into the mattress.

You can feel his gaze on your pitiful form – those eyes of endless gold. But you're too much of a coward to face him when you've been reduced into such a state.

A little while later, you hear the door to the infirmary swing open. Is it odd that you can tell that the newcomer is Hu Tao based on the sound of her footsteps alone?

"Leave us," she says sternly – addressing both Ganyu and Zhongli at the same time. "There's something I need to discuss with her."

You half-expect Zhongli to complain, or at least contest the director's orders. But your heart sinks when he resigns himself to what he's told, quietly ushering himself and his secretary out of the room.

Hu Tao waits for about two more minutes before speaking again.

"You better feed now or you're going to die for real."

"...But –"

"I can't have you dying on my watch just because you're being stubborn about it," Hu Tao nearly snaps – eyes alight with rage. "Feed now. I don't care who it is, just do it. I won't let you out of this place until you've gotten better."

To say that you're terrified is putting it lightly. You've never seen Hu Tao get angry before, but the absolute urgency in her gaze – practically begging you to please just save yourself – makes you consider her request.

"Okay," you say quietly, only surrendering because you can't save Guizhong if you're dead. "See you in a bit."

'A bit' is a lie that you didn't really mean to tell. When you entered the crossroads of the dreamscape, you didn't bother picking targets anymore. You slipped into the dream of a man who's probably in his thirties, intent on just getting him off, sucking out some energy for yourself before making your leave.

But no matter how many times you attempt to drive him to an orgasm, you don't feel yourself getting any better. The energy that always emanates out of a man post-coitus is nowhere to be found.

You switch targets faster than you can even blink. This time, it's a boy that's probably fresh out of high school, and you feel a bit horrible for having to trespass like this. But instead of fretting about common decency in a goddamn dream , you make him come about two consecutive times before realizing that –

This isn't working, you mutter to yourself. Why the hell isn't it working?

You've always had a hard time harnessing energy from strangers, yes. However, those instances granted you at least a tiny ounce of energy that could stem the hunger for a while. Now, you're getting absolutely nothing.

It seems that Hu Tao is already privy to your dilemma when you wake up in your own body.

"I'm going to put him to sleep," she decides with a vexed sigh. "Make sure you get enough energy to last you for an entire year, got that? No meddling with anything else."