In contrast to you, Zhongli had all the time in the world, while you only had your mortal life to live — but truth is, he’d trade all of that ample time for few years with you. He’d rather live a short life with you than an eternity without.

Every morning, he’d wake up with your hand in his, your delicate fingers holding onto his geo infused ones as you peacefully slept. Your skin against his always brought a flush to his cheeks, which was completely out of character for the God of Contracts.