XIAOETHER
2 stories
Why Me? (Xiao X Aether)  by Anonymous_Olive1
Why Me? (Xiao X Aether)
Anonymous_Olive1
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A new student named aether joined the liyue school with his twin and little sisters. There he met a boy slightly taller than him with green-bluish hair and golden eyes. It's just the fact that the boy already had a boyfriend that kept them apart. But when the two of them broke up that's when things started to go wrong... (I don't really know how to write a description)
Corruptio Sideris | Xiaoether Fanfic by -Azoth-
Corruptio Sideris | Xiaoether Fanfic
-Azoth-
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ENG: Sometimes Aether and Xiao's feelings for each other became confused. Sometimes they were just battle buddies protecting Liyue's people, other times they just wanted to forget that the rest of the world existed and stay together. But the fear of exposing their hearts was so strong as to simply silence their feelings and continue as if they felt nothing for each other. And when the fear of protecting your heart is too high and you fear that the other person will find out what you think of them, you end up doing your best to push them away and make them think that you feel the opposite for them. Even if that includes hurting them in the process. And sometimes that damage is so deep that it ends up being irreparable. ----- ESP: A veces, los sentimientos de Aether y Xiao respecto al otro se volvían confusos. Unas veces solo eran compañeros de batalla que protegían a la gente de Liyue, otras veces solo querían olvidar que existía el resto del mundo y permanecer juntos. Pero el miedo a exponer sus corazones era tan fuerte como para simplemente callar sus sentimientos y seguir como si no sintieran nada el uno por el otro. Y cuando el miedo por proteger tu corazón es demasiado alto y temes que la otra persona se entere de lo que piensas de ella, terminas haciendo lo posible por alejarla y hacerle pensar que sientes por ella todo lo contrario. Incluso si eso incluye lastimarla en el proceso. Y a veces ese daño es tan profundo que termina siendo irreparable.