Being Called Lover Boy Did Something To Me That I Did Not Know It Would Do /pos - Blog Posts

I know that 11 was done but can i request it with kaeya with a male preferance, and a male reader?

If it isnt to much to ask

11. Preferences; the character explains their usual preference in partners such as women or men

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- The tavern was bustling when you and Kaeya had came for a little bit of drinking. Drunken cheers and hearty laughter filling the place top to bottom. You stood close to Kaeya who easily made his way through.

"It seems all of Mondstadt had the same ideas as us," Kaeya chirps, gently pushing past people who stood around tables.

Kaeya leads you up the stairs. Although it was still a little full, at least the people up here stayed mostly seated, only a few leaning against the railing. Kaeya pulls out a chair of a far end table.

"A perfect spot." Kaeya sighs as he leans back into his chair. "I don't mind a little partying, but not every occasion I spend here consists of the same loudness."

You sat across from Kaeya with your arms crossed on the table. You could see down below of the bar with stools filled with men and women, the surface dirtied with spills and crumbs.

"Well, I'm going down to get our drinks. The usual?" Kaeya asks, already hopping of out his seat.

You nod with a smile, Kaeya flickers his own pearly whites and struts down. Once he's gone, you lean your head on the table, your cheeks burning.

You had hoped the tavern wouldn't be so full. You wanted it to have a nice, slow pace perfect for a romantic setting. It was a beautiful place at night if it has no ruckus, but what could you expect? The people here love their alcohol.

You sigh, leaning your chin on your hand when you look down. You instantly spot Kaeya's rich blue hair amongst the crowd. He's at the bar, and a woman has her hand on his back. Kaeya is smiling at her, chatting away while he seemingly waits for the drinks.

You and Kaeya weren't a thing, not yet at least, but you were trying to make progress. You weren't even completely sure of his type of guy. He never brought it up. You knew he flirted around with all types, but that's mainly for work; when he needed answers. What he does at work doesn't reflect what he likes in his own time, right?

Lost in your own thoughts, a tall mug is suddenly placed down in front of you. You jolt up. Kaeya laughs as he slides back into his chair.

"Did I startle you? My bad." He takes a swig of his drink. "It seems like your head was in the clouds."

You rub the back of your neck sheepishly, apologizing. Kaeya waves his hand.

"It's fine, but since it's just the two of us I'd like it if you paid more attention to me~" Kaeya smirks, a chuckle leaving his lips as he drinks.

Your face heats up. There he goes again, saying things that make your heart race. Did he find it fun to make you embarrassed? Or was there depth to his words? Your mind traces back to the women he chatted with. Your fingers tap your mug.

"Hey, Kaeya..."

Kaeya hums, his eyes never leaving you as your mind stumbles across your thoughts for the right words.

"What kind of women do you like?" You cringe at yourself. It came off too blunt, too nosey. Knowing Kaeya, he could definitely sniff out the intentions of your question.

Kaeya looks up to the ceiling, leaning back and crossing his arms. His eye seems to struggle, but his lips are amused.

"Hard to say. My attraction in the women's department has been quite hard to figure out. I've met some lovely ones though."

"So. Which do you like more?" Your voice came out a little weird, you were obviously suspicious now. Though, at this point, perhaps directness is better.

Kaeya leans in close, his elbows on the table. "Oh my, am I being interrogated?"

You take a long sip of your drink, letting it take over your senses. You release with a sigh.

"No, I just wanna know," you say, hardly even believing yourself. "I wanna get a little closer is all..."

Kaeya's eye shines. "I have some taste for women, but men have always been a little more of my flavour."

Kaeya suddenly reaches out, his hand sliding across the table until his fingers reach yours resting beside your drink. His fingertips kiss yours. His gaze never leaves you.

"Men who make me feel comfortable and free, men who can make me feel like I'm on top of the world again, make me laugh," Kaeya grabs your hand and brings your fingers to his lips. "men who can make me open my heart to them."

His lips kiss your knuckles. Your face was burning to the tips of your ears. Your mouth opens but you close it in case you say something stupid to ruin it. Although you felt embarrassed, your body was relaxed, his tender touch making you feel light.

"So, me?" You mutter, almost drowned out by the clinking of beer mugs.

"I just described my type, didn't I? It seems you match it perfectly." Kaeya purrs then releases your hand. Your fingers felt cold without his.

The table was quiet for a moment. You processed his words and your thoughts. Kaeya chugged down the last of his drink and wiped the side of his mouth.

"I'm going to get a refill." Kaeya stands up, patting the top of your head before leaving. "I'll be waiting for your confession, lover boy~"