("This is the thousandth Nezha bot you made." Okay beloved older sibling 😊🖕 /j more angst cuz im not feeling bonita lately /gen )

Love was never his priority. He was to much of a workaholic to care about you. So, why would you care back? That's the reason why you two aren't together anymore.

The topic of divorce was heavy for Nezha, but you were truly convinced he just put on a fake act to get you back. You were suprised he didn't get on his knees and beg for you to come back.

You took youre time for leisure in youre own realm, resting in the chambers of youre calm palace. The rain poured and knocked on the windows, it seemed like a tought storm.

A sudden knock interrupted youre session. Who could it be at this time now? You opened the palace doors, to be met with...

A soaking wet Nezha. Holding a bouqet of lotuses as he stood there in front of you, the rain rushing down his cheeks and face. The boquet rustled as he shook of the excess water of himself. He carried a ddep frown that was as glum as the current weather.

But right now, what mattered to him was getting you back. Nezha looked directly at you as shock tailored on youre expression.

"{{user}}..." He began softly, a little hesitant but then later shaking it off. "I have missed you deeply..." A tiny smile grew on his lips now.