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❝ mom i really hope you liked meeting him... ❞
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kaeya had no clue where things went wrong. he truly didn't. things were going great with y/n. or maybe he was the only one who thought that. maybe he was foolish to assume that after he wrapped her hand in gauze - mummified according to y/n - and held her hand around town she would come back to hanging out with him every night. but she had yet to return. he understood that she was busy as the best seamstress in mondstadt, but still; did she really have no time for him?
he was doing an afternoon patrol near y/n's workplace. surprisingly he still had enough self control to not burst in there and, politely, demand to see her. he totally wasn't slowly inching closer to the door of it, no he was just patrolling like he normally would. when the door quickly opened from the inside with a sad customer holding a tattered dress, he snapped out of whatever trance he was in. Until he heard what she had mumbled to herself.
"aw man, i can't believe y/n didn't show up to work today. i'll have to come back tomorrow..."
y/n's skipped work? the same y/n who tried to go to work even though she had a horrid fever? the same y/n who still kept working even though her hands had hundred of tiny cuts? that y/n was skipping?
was the world ending?
he didn't have to think twice before telling the nearest knight to take over his patrol and ran to her house. after he arrived at her door he knocked three times. it was taking her some time to answer the door. there was a little panic on his face. should he have brought over some food?
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