It’s finally ready to be released!! Since people showed interest in the CIT items I made, I thought I’d share it publicly, especially the Chinese New Year items heh
This is my first time trying something like this, so if there are any issues with the pack or if you have any inquiries, don’t hesitate to dm me! Or drop me an email, that’s fine too :DDDD ([email protected])
Have you ever met someone on the internet that you liked so much that you sometimes sit there and think “Oh man there are people who are lucky enough to see this person IN THE FLESH ON A REGULAR BASIS and I wonder if they realize how LUCKY they are”
POV: you’re the hot waiter, and they’d pay you to brush their shoulder again
a/n: my sister hates this idea so this one’s for you sis! twimplied harassment/assult but not more than a sentence in xiao’s. sexual-ish themes for childe and kaeya
CHILDE: keeps asking for water as an excuse to see you. It’s maybe his fifth glass when he catches you glancing, and he’s so confident that long restroom lines don’t matter when your long peeps at bobbing adam’s apple. So what if he paid Teucer to finish his water quicker, and so what if he told the other waiter that VIP guests only deserve the best water from your pitcher? Let Childe think that tap water’s different when you’re tapping his buttons on if he really does need a 10th glass of water for a table of two, but Childe would really prefer it if you were removing his shirt’s buttons. Because maybe he wants to drink in the way you smile, the way you laugh at Teucer’s latest story about sand crabs on beaches, and ask if you’d like hugs behind kitchen sinks or being swept up in his arms when brooms have never been the shape of you. And sure, his snapback might be backwards, but Childe’s always been the type to bend backwards if it means to catch sight of your heated cheeks (or smile) again.
KAEYA: purposely spills water on himself so his white shirt can cling onto his figure. How was he supposed to remember that water was on his end of the table? How did he conveniently let your figure against the table’s frame and let gravity be a truth? Yes, gravity is cruel when water outlines well-worked for muscles and puffed chests. Ah, yes, gravity is an ugly mistress when you drop apologies and soak paper towels in an attempt to make water disappear. But, Kaeya thinks, making his shirt disappear is so much easier. And don’t let your hands disappear when he does need them to punch in his number on your phone for your offer on dry cleaning that dress shirt of his. And, yeah, this restaurant may not have doggy bags, but he’d like to take you out Sunday night if you’re free. (Because, maybe it does boost a bit of his ego when Kaeya catches you staring, or how his biceps can prove to catch more than hesitant glances. Maybe he won’t regret letting Albedo groan and forcing him to stay in the bathroom when Kaeya could be your main course today.)
ALBEDO: Klee says you should kiss him to make it better when he’s burned his hand against the KBBQ grill, and Albedo might just now need to work on his autobiography on the top 10 things that caused his fall from grace. Sure, Albedo might have been praying you didn’t notice him lowering his voice a few octaves down. And sure, Albedo might think you’re pretty enough to be given half of his paycheck when he’s ordered two different meals past the family budget. But Albedo might have not entirely believed that Klee would’ve caught on even if it had been their third night here this week. Kaeya’s trying to not laugh, Albedo’s trying to not let blush consume his neck and cheeks, but you smile (enough to make Albedo wish he brought a heart monitor). And you let out a giggle, offer him a glance and brighten up the room when he’s not being so bright with his words right now. You don’t let food go to waste and provide him the additional service of tasting his lips if interested.
VENTI: is the center of the world, or maybe just the center of your world even if it’s only for a few seconds. Let the lines of Rex Orange County escape his lips because you’re not the one to press them closed. Picks up the mic when your manager is yelling at you for a band’s missed booking, and twirls the wires with the hope that there’s some autotune because you’re watching with bright eyes now. And, even when there’s possibly puke in your hair or half-chewed spaghetti on your shoes, he thinks you’re really pretty. You smell like sweat, tears and minimum wage, but all Venti can really think about is the way you smile like he’s single-handedly saved your ass from angry bosses today. Because you might slow dance in the arms of checks and tips, but Venti wonders if you’d look nice in the sleeves of his overpriced jean jacket that’s got him convinced on why you keep staring (or at least the reason why he’s so clammy).
