Zhongli oneshots

"𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶." - Gang boss Zhongli x Gang Boss reader

Prompt: "Who did  this to you?" "You did."

AU: Mafia AU in Liyue, set in modern times. Both Y/N and Zhongli are long time rivals, who enjoy each other's company a way too much. Suprisingly, fluff. With mentions of violence and sexual themes. 

This was not supposed to happen. Lying on a cold floor, blindfolded and in restraints, you realised, you were royally fucked. The last thing you remembered was sitting in a beautiful dress, in a bar, next to the rival boss. And drinking some expensive drink - ah. That was probably it. What a foolish rookie mistake was that. You sighed, annoyed by it. But there was a more difficult problem on your shoulders right now. Figuring out, where the hell were you and how to get out. Before you could somehow think of a solution, you heard a loud bang and the door flew open.  

"Oh. There you are" 

You heard a familiar, deep voice. Yet, if it was him saving you, you would rather just fucking died there in agony. "Oh yes, here I am. How suprising after you drugged me and put me here." you snorted at him, growling. As a response you got annoyed growl and a yank by hair before your vision was restorted. You blinked a few times before you could see that annoyingly handsome bastard staring at you. "It wasn't me. If it was me, I wouldn't have to go thru this to get here." he said, before giving an order to untie you. You wished you could get up and push his face into the floor but, considering your state, it was even a suprise you could stand. Well, not much people would call this a stand but, you were on your legs, and that was what counted. Not for long tho. Before you knew, you were already on your way down again, if it wasn't for the dark haired individual supporting you from the side, and then sweeping you into his arms. You wanted to punch yourself for the sound you just made. He just chuckled and you wanted to just wipe the smirk from his face. "Shut up." you said, before leaning on his chest, dozing off again. 

It may be foolish to fall asleep in arms of your enemy. A rival gang boss, controlling the most parts of Liyue, your home land. But, your relationship was quite - special. Yes, you hated him. And he hated you. That was clear. But you also hated how his touch made you feel, how his eyes looked at you and only you. How sweet and addictive his lips felt. But the thing you hated on him the most were mornings in his arms. When he wasn't fully awake, holding you close and begging for you to stay. Once he was awake and alert, he was back to the prick you knew. 

So when you woke up in a different room than your own, you weren't suprised. It was quite unfimilar, suprisingly. You were used to him taking you to hotels and hotels only. It was one of your mutual rules. Never taking each other to their forts. Because, you two were still enemies. Fuck buddies, but still enemies. "What the fuck Morax." was the first thing you mumbled when you finally sat up, not even checking if he was in the room. Of course he was. "I am sorry this isn't a fancy hotel. They don't have doctors there." he snorted back, sitting right next to you, shirtless. You couldn't get a proper look at him yesterday, so when you noticed the various bruises and cuts, you were quite suprised, not suppresing the gasp that left your lips. "You owe me for this." he responded, hissing from pain, when he leaned on the wall behind the bed. You sighed. Of course you did owe him. And that meant only one thing. "Come here." he ordered, signalling with his hand for you to join him. So you did, out of habit, you went for his pants unzipping them. 

"Not today. Just fucking come here and shut up." he growled, annoyed. (haha, sorry. no smut for you). You opened your mouth to make some snarky comment, but with a hesitation, you closed it again and laid next to him, putting your head on his shoulder, cautiously, so you won't cause him any pain. It was the least you could do for him. After all, he saved your life. And if he wanted cuddles, he'll get cuddles. "Why did you do it anyways." you asked, even tho from your voice it didn't sound much like a question, more like a sigh. He was quiet for a while, so you figured he didn't want to talk about it. But, his arm moved, pulling you closer to him. "Because bussiness. It's hard to look for good partners. After all, it would be even harder trying to find someone who wouldn't mind shared teritory in change of cheapier goods, wouldn't it." you nodded, he was right. You put your hand on his chest, making small circles on it. "But that's not the only thing." and that made you suprised. You raised your head, propping your chin on his shoulder which resulted in a remark about how pointy it was. You laughed a bit and moved a bit, so it's comfortable for both of you. It took him a few minutes, before he decided to continue. "It would also be hard to find someone, who wouldn't use my vulnerability against me. With who I could be just myself, not having to act as something else. And of course, sex. The sex is too good to give it up." you nodded once again. The thing about hate is - that it is long lasting. No matter what the other does, it's hard to like them once you hate them. So both of you didn't have to act. You could be fools with each other. Because you didn't act to get something from each other. You understood him like noone else. And that's why you hated him so much.