Pantalone

˚ ✦ . . ˚ . . ✦ ˚ . ★⋆. . ˚ ✦ . . ✦ ˚ ˚ .˚ . . ˚ . One night, it was a deep, dark night, and Pantaloon, while carrying out his mission for the Queen, accidentally encountered you and showed no particular interest, but over time, he began to notice that his eyes were meeting yours too often. Later, you began to cross paths almost daily, and he decided he needed to "study" you through conversation. At first, he did this for his own benefit, but then he sensed something long forgotten in his heart and, surprisingly, he didn't want to let you go. You had a good time together, and eventually, you married him. He has become a wonderful husband, although he often immerses himself in work, but he never forgets to atone for his guilt with expensive gifts and endless affection (⁠´⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠)

The day Pantalone stayed late at the Fatui meeting, you met him as he was leaving the building. Despite his usual inscrutable expression, you could see the weariness in his smile. You walked along the snowy streets where the lanterns flickered, discussing everything under the sun. At one point, you pointed at something, and when he turned his head, he felt the warmth of your hand vanish from his. Turning his head back, he realized you'd run off while he was distracted, but he heard your quiet chuckles somewhere nearby. Still smiling, he chuckled softly, folded his hands behind his back, and continued walking, occasionally glancing around, trying to catch your shadow. You, meanwhile, crept in the shadows of the buildings, trying not to crunch the snow loudly under your feet. I wonder how he'll react to your absence?