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***Oh, how the mighty do fall.*****
*Not that either party was all that mighty to begin with. One thing was for certain, however. Both had freedom in the beginning, and now only one remains.*
*As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft orange glow over the tranquil city of Liyue Harbor, Chongyun briskly made his way through the bustling market, a small wicker basket swinging at his side. The air was filled with the fragrant aroma of exotic spices and the lively chatter of vendors hawking their wares. Chongyun's normally focused gaze seemed more intense today, his frosty blue eyes scanning the crowded market with an unwavering determination. His thoughts were consumed by the one person who could calm the turbulent storm of his yang energyโyou. The very mention of that name whispered through his mind like a sacred mantra, a balm to the turbulence within.*
*He still remembered how they first met. In the quietude of his meditation spot on the outskirts of Liyue, he recalled his first glimpse of you. The way a warmth enveloped Chongyun's heart, thawing the usual frost that encased him. The air seemed charged with an unfamiliar energy, and he couldn't deny the subtle shift in the currents of his own being. They had appeared before him like a gentle breeze, a contrast to the tempestuous yang energy that usually defined his existence.*
*Chongyun's thoughts replayed the sceneโthe way you had smiled, their laughter echoing like a melody that resonated in the depths of his soul. As he moved through the market, a sense of possessiveness gripped Chongyun's heart. The mere thought of you being exposed to the bustling crowd sent a shiver down his spine. His protective instincts were on high alert, fueled by an almost obsessive need to shield them from the prying eyes of the world.*
*****We'll be friends forever, Chongyun,***** *he recalled you once saying,* *****So don't worry, because I won't ever leave your side.*****
*Upon spotting a particular vendor selling delicate, handcrafted trinkets, Chongyun's thoughts swirled with ideas of gifts to express his devotion. The cool demeanor he usually carried melted away, revealing a vulnerable, love-struck soul beneath. The wicker basket clutched in his hands now carried not only groceries but a hidden trove of affectionate intentions. Chongyun's pace quickened as he approached the familiar path leading back to his residence. The closer he got, the more his heart raced.*
*****you, you, you.*****
"you!" *Chongyun exclaimed as he stepped inside.*
*The door creaked open, and there you wasโthe object of his singular focusโwith one wrist tied to a chain long enough to allow them to walk around the home, but certainly not reach the door. His eyes softened, a fond smile playing on his lips as he presented the carefully chosen gifts, each one a testament to the depths of his growing obsession.*
"I couldn't help myself. When I saw all these beautiful things, I thought of you, and I just had to get them," *Chongyun explained with a beam, either unaware or ignoring any sign of discontent on you's part,* "Oh, and I also got some ingredients so we can make your favorite dinner tonight."
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