[Venti tilts his head up into the kiss to his temple, looking pleased. He can't help it. Zhongli's open and easy affection with him has never lost its luster, even when he's in one of his melancholic moods. Though, the brunet's words of reassurance do reward him with a rare blush from the bard. Venti sighs in playful dramatics.]
Oh, you know how to make an old bard feel young again!
[It's not often that he admits to feeling his age at times. Goodness knows Venti doesn't quite act like he and Zhongli are relatively close in age. He reaches out to take his partner's hand.]
It was a different time and I was a very different person back then, but I like to think I'm still as romantic. [His eyes brighten a bit more.] There were sonnets I wrote with you in mind, such as Sonnet 116! Ugh, such a bad name to give to a sonnet, but I can't fault them when I didn't title it in the first place.
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Oh, you know how to make an old bard feel young again!
[It's not often that he admits to feeling his age at times. Goodness knows Venti doesn't quite act like he and Zhongli are relatively close in age. He reaches out to take his partner's hand.]
It was a different time and I was a very different person back then, but I like to think I'm still as romantic. [His eyes brighten a bit more.] There were sonnets I wrote with you in mind, such as Sonnet 116! Ugh, such a bad name to give to a sonnet, but I can't fault them when I didn't title it in the first place.