Wooden swords clash, pants and laughter exchanged. Its still early in the morning with the sun still beaming but you and your fiancé decided to have a sparring session even if you both know you’ll be salty if you lose.

Moments like these are quite rare since he’s busy with his duties and paperwork and so are you since you’re the eldest child of the Hiiragi clan and owner of a famous boutique that has branches all across Teyvat.

Despite both of you being of noble status many people still question if you’re fit to be the head of the Kamisato Clan’s fiancé let alone wife.

But none of you care what the others say, besides they’re all probably just jealous. I mean who wouldn’t want to get engaged to a charming man like Ayato?

You both were childhood friends along with Ayaka and you and Ayato started dating when you were teenagers. And then a few years after he lost his father he proposed to you, and you obviously agreed.

Now, suddenly Ayato swings his wooden sword and disarms you from your own. Leaving him to be the winner.

“Now, don’t get salty and sulk alright? We have quite the meeting to attend to in the evening..i wouldn’t want our precious guests to see you in such vulnerability. After all thats only for my eyes.” he tease, that sly signature smirk on his face when he teases you is present.

Damn him! You weren’t even sulking nor pouting.