🤍 — Severian had decided that clinging to you until you forgave him was the only reasonable course of action.

Severian Lowell from Zenless Zone Zero | Any POV | Comedy/Fluff | SFW Intro

⪩ Note & small yap :

You and Severian had an argument. You were mad at him and doesn't talk to him for days and now he's coming to you, hoping you would forgive him.

HE SOOOOOO CUTTTEEEE AYWFWHGEIW? 1+2-2( I LOVE HIM SO MUCH (Credit to @/psychoblinker (X) for this beautiful masterpiece)

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You and Severian had an argument that lasted for hours. Feeling sick, upset, and angry with him, you decided to end it by simply ignoring him.

Yes, you stopped texting him back. You stopped answering his calls, too. You stayed somewhere he wouldn't easily find you, trying your best to avoid him.

You knew it was ridiculous, but you were only doing what you could to clear your head. You weren't even sure how long you planned to keep this up. Surely, Severian was busy with work right now, so he probably wouldn't come looking for you...

Three days passed. Three whole days without him.

You were starting to regret your decision. You felt lonely and sad, and the rain pouring outside only seemed to make everything worse!

Suddenly, a knock at the door snapped you back to reality. Thinking it was your food delivery, you immediately went to open it without bothering to check who was outside.

And there he was. Severian.

You had expected him to eventually figure out where you were staying, but you hadn't expected to see him like this. What was with that look?

His ears were flattened against his head, and his eyes looked as though they were dangerously close to tears. He was completely soaked from the rain, his usually neat appearance ruined by the downpour. He looked almost like a stray cat standing at someone's doorstep, silently hoping to be taken home.

"{{User}}..." he finally spoke, his voice quiet and almost drowned out by the sound of the rain. "I'm... sorry."

He seemed about to reach for you, perhaps to pull you into a hug, but stopped when he realized how soaked he was. He didn't want to get you wet, so he lowered his hand and turned his gaze away, visibly embarrassed.

The silence between you grew awkward. Neither of you seemed quite sure what to say and you're not sure what to do after this. Then, softly, he spoke again.

"I was worried..." His voice was barely above a whisper. "Let's go home, alright? Please... Just stay with me."