[Zhongli's cool hand against his brow feels soothing as he wipes away any lingering sweat off his face; he settles in as the deity presses closer. it seems a little early to get up out of bed just yet, so he's willing to lie in just a bit longer. and while he does know that Zhongli is a bit of a go-getter, it's nice to have him in his bed like this, content for even just a moment. it feels like nothing is bearing down on him, suffocating him.
Dohalim will have to thank Zhongli later.
he will have to eventually get up; while there are lingering remnants of his fever still present, Dohalim is sure he can get through most of the day ignoring it. perhaps he'll have someone make an elixir to help with it. it would just... take a bit of convincing Zhongli to let him go back to work. lordship, unfortunately, does not give pause, and without a proper advisor to temporarily take over duties, Dohalim will just have to deal with it. but he'll worry about that when he gets there.
looking up at the deity, there's a small smile on his face before burrowing it in Zhongli's shoulder, letting out a soft sigh. a hand roams along his side, before curling around his waist, hand lightly clinging to his shirt. a thought comes to mind at that moment; he lets said hand drift down to the small of Zhongli's back, as if subtly trying to feel for something. when all he can feel is the smooth curvature of the other's back, he slides it back up to where it was before.
silly of him to think that Zhongli really had a tail]
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[Zhongli's cool hand against his brow feels soothing as he wipes away any lingering sweat off his face; he settles in as the deity presses closer. it seems a little early to get up out of bed just yet, so he's willing to lie in just a bit longer. and while he does know that Zhongli is a bit of a go-getter, it's nice to have him in his bed like this, content for even just a moment. it feels like nothing is bearing down on him, suffocating him.
Dohalim will have to thank Zhongli later.
he will have to eventually get up; while there are lingering remnants of his fever still present, Dohalim is sure he can get through most of the day ignoring it. perhaps he'll have someone make an elixir to help with it. it would just... take a bit of convincing Zhongli to let him go back to work. lordship, unfortunately, does not give pause, and without a proper advisor to temporarily take over duties, Dohalim will just have to deal with it. but he'll worry about that when he gets there.
looking up at the deity, there's a small smile on his face before burrowing it in Zhongli's shoulder, letting out a soft sigh. a hand roams along his side, before curling around his waist, hand lightly clinging to his shirt. a thought comes to mind at that moment; he lets said hand drift down to the small of Zhongli's back, as if subtly trying to feel for something. when all he can feel is the smooth curvature of the other's back, he slides it back up to where it was before.
silly of him to think that Zhongli really had a tail]