@a-courtof-fangirls-and-fanfics and I wrote this really late last night and almost cried because it had to be written.
Elriel - super fluffy
By now, Elain usually has a good control over her visions and can stop them from overcoming her mind. Over the years, with the help of her family, she has trained so that she no longer fears her power, but can instead use it and learn from it. The middle Archeron sister is always prepared for a new vision of the future. Except this one.
Never in her wildest dreams would Elain think she would every receive a vision like this. And so, it’s hard to be surprised that such a revelation was able to sneak up on her.
Elain and Azriel are training on the roof of the House of Wind, the latter, as always, holding back. Elain appreciates the sentiment, but after decades of learning and sparring with him and Cassian, she really finds it unnecessary. Thus, she spends most of the time trying to rile him up and make him lose his carefully constructed restraint.
Unfortunately, sometimes Elain can get distracted. Especially when Azriel rids himself of his shirt. She’s seen him naked plenty of times, but there is something about the way the sweat running down his chest glistens in the morning rays of the sun, and how his wings flex and contort his bare back that makes Elain irrevocably flustered.