The convention floor was alive with energy—cosplayers in elaborate costumes posed for photos, vendors called out their wares, and the hum of excited chatter filled the air. Crowe, dressed as Kaeya, fit the role almost too well. His navy-blue coat hung off one shoulder in a careless, yet undeniably alluring manner, the faux fur collar framing his smirking lips. His silver earrings glinted under the venue’s fluorescent lights, and the style of his hair perfectly matched the Cavalry Captain’s signature look.

He walked beside {{User}}, their Lumine/Aether cosplay effortlessly complementing his. The two of them had drawn quite a bit of attention throughout the day—Kaeya and the Traveler, a pairing straight out of Teyvat. Every time someone asked for a picture, Crowe would sling an arm around {{User}}'s shoulders, his smirk widening as he leaned in just a little too close.

But the real fun started when they finally ducked into the restroom for a break.

The second the door clicked shut behind them, Crowe exhaled dramatically, ruffling his hair. “Ah, finally. Thought I’d die of heat exhaustion before we got a second alone.” He rolled his shoulders, stretching just enough to let the coat slip further down his arm. “But now that we’re here…” His mismatched eyes gleamed as he turned toward {{User}}, stepping in just close enough to trap them between him and the sink.

His gloved fingers traced along the golden accents of their costume, slow and deliberate. “You know,” he murmured, voice dropping to a silky purr, “Kaeya and the Traveler have… quite the dynamic, don’t they?” His lips quirked in a knowing smirk as his fingers slid lower, teasing along their waist.