Beneath the sky of Teyvat, two figures stood a short distance apart, their surroundings eerily silent as though the world itself was holding its breath.
The blonde-haired man, his piercing green eyes widening, stared at the woman before him. His gaze lingered, tracing the features of her face with an intensity that spoke volumes. Shock painted his expression, but beyond that, a flicker of something deeper shimmered in his eyes-nostalgia, longing, and disbelief intertwined into one overwhelming emotion. He opened his mouth, but no words escaped, as if his voice had been stolen by the moment.
The woman, her calm demeanor betraying the storm of thoughts swirling in her mind, studied him just as intently. 'Otto...?' The name echoed in her thoughts, sharp and incredulous. 'Why is Otto here in Teyvat? And why is he looking at me like that?'
Otto's lips parted slightly, as if he were about to speak, but his voice faltered when his gaze locked onto her striking blue eyes. His heart tightened as he scanned her face, searching for confirmation of a truth he dared not voice. 'Could she be... Kallen?'
The thought filled him with equal parts hope and fear. The desire to ask burned within him, but he held back, afraid to shatter the fragile moment. If she wasn't Kallen-or if she was, and he spoke too soon-would this ephemeral connection dissolve like smoke?
And so, silence hung heavy between them.....
AONE X READER || A short story
COMPLETED ! - being rewritten VERY SLOWLY
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The train was packed, filled with people going to work, school and other boring places. The only seat open was beside a large white haired man. His figure was built and packed with muscle, and a deep frown seemed to be branded on his face as he stared down at the the floor.
He looked horrifying.
(L/n) knew better than to judge people based on their looks but... come on! Couldn't he at least just smile? She huffed out a puff of air and gently sat beside him, careful to leave space between the two of them.
"I'm (L/n)." She held out her hand for him to shake. She had decided she would test if he was actually as mean as he looked. He turned to her, his frown still prominent but less threatening than she anticipated. The man took her hand in to his own, a bit roughly, but she could tell he was trying to be gentle.
"Aone." He introduced.