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Daisy’s diner cut

Note: I am not a writer, this is simply just for fun or to pass the time. If I put the punctuation incorrectly, make spelling errors, bad grammar, or the format is off that is why.

Y/N for this story: Non-binary and pansexual

Warnings: Some cursing, name-calling, catcalling, Misgendering

Contains: Fluff, pet names, authors’ easter eggs

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You started your shift and already want to go home, Early in the morning and you already encountered a wild Karen complaining that her coupon hasn't expired yada yada..the same bullshit all over again. After Karen finally left the other customers came and finally ordered their drinks, And then you see the same red-headed man who ordered the same drink over and over you asked if he was gonna order the same drink and he nodded. After you took the order you gave him his receipt and walked to his table to wait for his drink.

“Have a good day sir!”

You said

“Mhm..”

He said in return leaving a tip, you always wondered why he chose this cafe

After your shift was done it was around 2 pm you decided to go eat at the new diner that recently opened called “Daisy’s diner cut”. You heard from your co-workers that the place had good prices with good food, so you decided to go check it out. When you exited the backdoor you felt someone watching you, you started walking fast until you were already on the sidewalk with people you started walking till you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around and saw a scrawny-looking guy with a beanie and he even smelled like alcohol.

“Hey…there..pretty..lady~”

He said slurring his words you smelled the alcohol and made a face of disgust and he noticed.

“Now..now am a nice guy..am not gonna hurt yea...let me treat you to lunch haha?.. I know a few places with really nice food~”

“No, am not interested”

You said bluntly

He gave you an annoyed look and said with a now aggressive tone

“Listen am trying to be nice here you should be *Hic* grateful I even looked the way you bitch”

You rolled your eyes and said again that you weren’t interested.

“For the last time, I am not INTERESTED”

He was about to grab your wrists but someone grabbed his hand, the redhead looked at the creep and gave him a death glare, the creep said sorry but then the redhead spoke.

“You don’t apologize to me, apologies to THEM, not me, I wasn’t the one you were harassing a while ago now was I?”

The creep gulped before turning to you and said a half-assed apology and you just told him to go fuck himself and he mumbled “fucking slut” under his breathe the redhead heard it and hardened the grip on the creeps wrist, and the creep yelp in pain and said a someone genuine apology to you and the redhead, the redhead let the creep go and the creep winced in pain before running away. You looked at the redhead who had driven away from the creep and you realized it was the same guy you took his order from every day you remember his name “Diluc”

D:“Are you alright?”

He said with a softer tone, you were taken aback by the much softer tone

Y: AH!? HUH! Ah!..y-yes thank you…sir Diluc? Was it?”

D: “Please just call me Diluc”

Y: “Oh uh ok”

Y: “Well uh thank you for helping me”

D: “No problem”

Y: “Please uh- let me repay you”

D: “Oh there’s no need for that”

Y: “No don’t worry I insist”

D: “Well uh if you insist then..”

Y: “There’s this new “Daisy's diner cut and if you interested we could try there”

D: “Oh I also heard about that I wanted to try it out myself actually”

Y:” Well come on before the place is the pack”

After that, you both started walking in the direction of the diner and you both talked to each other and got to know each other a bit more.

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“And what happened after that papa?”

The child asked with food in their mouths

“Hey now what did I say about talking with your mouth full”

Diluc scolded

“Sorry but what happened to you and pom pom?” (Pom pom a combination of Papa and mom)

“Well we went to the diner and ate the food we ordered we both talked about our interest and then after that day we satrted seeing each other then again and again…you know your favorite food there is actually the food pom pom ordered when we arrived at the diner”

“AWHH!!! REALLY??!!”

“Eheehehe yes my child”

Diluc grabbed a napkin and wiped his child’s face

“Let’s go home now”

“Awh…but…I wanna stay a little longer with pom pom”

Diluc looked at his child then smiled

“Alright let’s stay a little longer”

Diluc looked up at the tombstone and smiled a little seeing a butterfly fly on it

“Papa am gonna fix pom pom’s flowers okie?”

“Ok arrange them beautifully ok? Pom pom always made sure the flowers are arranged properly”

“Okie Okie”

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Author: Ya” ll I have no idea where I was going with this story am so sorry if it looks a bit rushed and a little confusing

Oneshot -Diluc needs a hug

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Ships: Diluc x reader

TW: ooc? ; borderline panic attack? ; nightmares

He was too slow, just like last time. He couldn’t save you. Must he lose everyone he cherished? Must he always be too slow or weak to save the ones he loved? Did Celestia hate him so? 

He cradled you in his arms, your body was cold, much too cold. He couldn’t stop the tears or sobs that escaped, unrelenting. 

Diluc jolted awake, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His breaths are short and heavy. Next to him in bed -where you should be- is much too cold. He panicked thinking his nightmare might actually be his reality until he heard the click of the bedroom door opening. There you stood with a cup of tea in your hand. 

“Diluc, are you alright?”   

Tears brimmed his eyes, threating to fall as he looked at you. Closing the door you quickly walked over to him, placing your tea on the nightstand next the bed. When you sat yourself on the bed, Diluc’s arms were immediately around you holding you so close as if you’d disappear into thin air if he didn’t, and to him and his still panic stricken mind, that was a very possible outcome. 

“Do you want to talk about it, love?” You spoke lovingly, voice barely above a whisper.    

His response was a simple shake of his head, opting to instead pull you closer to him. 

“There’s still some tea left, I could go get you a cup if you’d like?” You whispered fondly.   

His response was a simple “Just hold me please.” His voice wavered slightly as he tried to will himself not to cry. 

You pulled him impossibly closer, his head in the crook of your neck, and as you whispered sweet nothings into his ear, the dam finally broke and his tears fell. His body shook with silent sobs as his tears stained your shirt --but you couldn’t care less about your shirt, your mind was only set on calming Diluc. 

“Please... Please d-don’t leave me.” His voice broke through the silence. 

“I’d never dream of leaving you, my love.” You cooed at him as you shifted yourself and Diluc into a more comfortable position. As his tears slowly came to a stop, so did his rapid breaths as they evened back out in the comfort of your embrace. He eventually fell asleep, not long after by you, falling asleep to a pleasant dream with Diluc in your arms --the tea by the bed long forgotten.  

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Diluc Ragnvindr x F!Reader

Description: Diluc has a problem with allowing himself to relax, but thankfully due to careful planning you managed to clear his schedule for a full day of tender love and care. 

Rating: Fluff

Disclaimer: Domestic Relationship, New/Established Relationship, Talk About Physical Looks

Word Count: 1,623

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You were the person Diluc trusted most in his life, however, he still had problems with being vulnerable. At times your boyfriend was distant and awkward in the relationship, unsure sure of how to initiate a conversation or physical touch with this unfamiliar chapter of his life. This paired with his need to provide for you made it especially hard for him to open up about his own needs.

Diluc's number one priority was to make you feel comfortable, making sure the maids that served you were top their, that you were healthy at all times, and that everything your heart desired was met.

But you couldn't help but feel he was a hypocrite when he comes home at an ungodly hour with his hair matted, muscles aching, and wobbly legs indicating he was about to pass out. Many times have you seen him falling asleep on his desk barely keeping his eyes open while he rambles about a weeks worth of tasks he must complete in one day. It honestly breaks your heart, so while Diluc took a well-needed nap you had managed to evenly distribute his tasks between the other servants and Kaeya to allow your boyfriend to finally have a day off.

The moment Diluc woke up from his nap he let out a loud groan, rubbing the crust from his eyes as he realized he probably was drooling in his sleep. You let out an airy laugh from your position in the corner of the room watching as he grumbled out something along the lines of "good morning" though it was late into the afternoon.

Suddenly as if realizing something was wrong he turned in the bed, his large hand slapping on the bedside table. "Love? Where's my alarm?"

His voice became panicked as he rolled out of bed, his legs still tangled in the comforter causing him to come slamming into the hardwood floor. You stood up quickly rushing to help him to his feet not missing the way he swayed with exhaustion. Seems even after a full ten hours of sleep it wasn't enough to catch him up.

"'Luc, hey relax. It's fine-"

You attempt to console him but his half-asleep craze had a clear goal to find a clock. He nodded his head mindlessly at your words before attempting to walk out the bedroom door despite the blanket still pooling at his ankles. He tripped on more but with your firm grip on his bicep, you helped him walk into the living room.

"It's two?! How could I have slept so late, where is my clock? I know I set it for six a.m., I specifically told the maids to wake me up if I'm not at breakfast by seven! Where Adelinde?" Diluc yells the head housemaid's name and you can't help but smiles at him.

Diluc looked unbelievably cute, his hair all messy with a slight curl at the end since it's out of its usual ponytail, his angry face and his twitching eyebrow, his silk white pajamas he swears are the most comfortable thing he owns. Everything about him had your heart hammering.

"I told Adelinde and some of the maids to take the day off, the others are completing tasks." You explain gently, grabbing his hand and bringing him to the large couch. Diluc had a confused look across his face as he watched you prepare the fireplace in front of him.

"Why on Earth would you do that? Did you steal my alarm clock too?" Your boyfriend crossed his arms, a scolding on the tip of his tongue as he would to a child. You rolled your eyes, lighting the wood you had set up to be engulfed in the warmth of the flame.

"Because, my love," he blushed at the nickname, while it was common for him to call you terms of indearment you usually just called him 'Luc, "you deserve a day off. I don't even want you to worry about work, it's all gonna be taken care of."

You made your way towards his lap, watching as his deep crimson eyes stared into yours challengingly. "And how are you gonna manage that, hm?" His body was stiff under yours, still a bit uncomfortable with the physical contact you two were making but you gently grabbed his arms to wrap around your waist, letting him know it was okay.

"Magic," you said vaguely, laughing at the annoyed groan he let out. "But how will I know your 'magic' does it right? What about my...nightly duties?"

"I got it all under control, today we are gonna do absolutely nothing and I promise there will be no mess for you to clean up tomorrow. Don't you trust me?" You knew the answer from how he leaned back into the couch, his fingers gently flexing around your waist to pull you closer.

His eyelids closed as he took in the warm feeling you always caused him, he couldn't understand how he got so lucky. You were always so sweet with him, never holding his flaky schedule and empty promises for dates against him. You knew his job was important to him and that he would always make it up to you and yet he still felt guilty about it. He supposed now was a good opportunity to make up for all that time lost when his desk called his name.

As he snapped out of his trance to notice the items on the table he shook his head. "So now that you got me trapped your gonna torture me?"

The contents on the table were some of your products, a strawberry face mask, so eye bag gel, a lip scrub, and even a special detangling brush you bought for your boyfriend's lushes red locks. "See, this is why we belong together, you read my mind!"

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Diluc was beginning to regret his life choices.

He sat on the floor, his back against the couch while his arms and legs were surrounded by pillows, with a sticky pink gel on his face and two poorly cut cucumber slices over his eyes.

"Are the cucumbers truly necessary?" He grumbles, handing you his other hand as you clean the dirt from under his nails and add clear polish to rejuvenate his hands.

"Yes 'Luc, we gotta get rid of those horrendous eyebags," you comment through a teasing smile despite his vision being obscured by the green vegetable. "They aren't that bad," your boyfriend attempted to defend despite knowing the lack of rest took a huge toll on his body.

You hummed, finishing up painting his pinkie with clear polish since he refused any color, deeming he wouldn't want to stoop to Kaeya's level with his signature black nails.  As you blew on his hand to help the product dry you used your other hand to reach for the brush.

"I'm going to take care of your hair now, I think the stuff I put earlier should have settled." This was the part he'd been waiting for, you had an obsession with Diluc's hair and he loved to indulge you in it. His stomach always did flips whenever your fingers brush his scalp.  

You moved to sit on the couch behind his head, plucking off the cucumbers from his face and throwing it in a bowl before throwing your thighs over his shoulders and grouping his red hair in your hands. "Your hair is getting longer, I think it's a little longer than your butt now," the brush combed through his soft hair, admiring the blend of warm colors to create your boyfriend's signature blazing hair color. "But your gonna have to get a trim soon, your ends are split."

"I was thinking about cutting a couple of inches off, it's becoming a bit of a hassle." Diluc had to bite back a whine when you began to massage his head, grateful he always encouraged you to pamper yourself when he felt the pointy manicured ends of your nails scratch his scalp.

"Don't you dare! I love your hair, when your too tired to do it let me know and I'll do it for you," your genuineness was evident with how tender you were when brushing out the knots, carefully smoothing along the detangled areas. He swears he couldn't be more relaxed by your touch.

For a long moment, there was a comfortable silence, the crackling sound of the fire lulling Diluc to sleep once more much to his annoyance. He wanted to be awake, to keep feeling the love you practically drowned him in. But now he was regretting his late-night antics as the Darknight Hero.

"Don't sleep yet, we gotta wash off your face mask," you reached to grab a washcloth that had been soaking in a bowl of warm water using it to gently wipe the mask from his face. "Oh my gosh look! You got an eyelash on your face, hold on I'll blow it," your gentle breath cooled his warm skin, and after a moment of blowing you placed a kiss on his cheek.

"You made your wish right?" You question, running your fingers through his hair once more. Diluc nodded, avoiding eye contact as he could feel his face turn as red as his hair.

"Beleive it or not I'm still tired," he groaned, standing up from his spot as he complains about his ass being sore from sitting on the floor. "Then let's go to sleep, hope you enjoyed your pampering," you teased, grabbing onto his hair and swinging it around. It was then he realized you embarrassingly braided his hair into two pigtails.

"Y/N, I look like a little girl!"

"Aww, don't be like that it's cute on you!" |♡|—–|♡|   BONUS: “My love...why are their people talking about the Darknight Hero having a new sidekick? I swear to the archons is Kaeya shows up here trying to discuss some stupid superhero names with me I will--”

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Stargazing with them PT.1

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ(s): Diluc, Kazuha, Gorou, and Venti

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: None, not really proofread.

ᴛʏᴘᴇ: Headcanons

ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ/ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ: You go on a stargazing date with them. Gender Neutral Reader(Pronouns aren’t mentioned)

ᴀ/ɴ: This was super cute to make, I do have a part 2 coming out soon, I just need to figure out what characters I want to do.

Although Diluc often won’t directly admit it, he rather loves the mundane dates the two of you go on.

Stargazing with you has to be one of his favorite things to do when it is time for a ‘date night’.

Diluc never really stares at the stars.

The beauty of the galaxy that shine billions of miles away could never compare to how stunning you look bathed in the moonlight.

Often times, Diluc just lays there quietly while you point out countless constellations that you have memorized over time. (Thanks to Mona’s help)

Diluc can’t remember the last time he just sat back and relaxed like this with anyone. He is always so preoccupied with his other duties he never really gets a chance to enjoy a moment of peace.

He never really speaks during the times, silently pressing himself into your warmth as much as possible. He wants to be as close as he can get. Even if he is practically on top of you already.

There are times when Diluc will grow confident enough to press little kisses to your jawline as he pulls you closer, allowing his actions to prove just how strong his feelings are for you.

“Would you remind me what that group of stars is called, love?”

If it is one thing that Kazuha adores, it’s to go stargazing with you whenever the two of you have the free time. 

Since you spend a lot of time traveling on the Crux Fleet, your beloved often asks you if you want to lay on the deck and stargaze with him. These are some of your most intimate moments with each other. 

Under the soft glow of the moon shining down upon the two of you, Kazuha often finds himself getting lost in how you look. With your eyes locked onto the galaxy stretching out above the two of you and the way your hair fans out around your head, he can feel his heart beginning to pound.

You both could stay out here for hours simply enjoying each other’s warmth and company as you snuggle beneath the stars.

You decide to take this time to open up about your life before meeting him, telling him little details or stories that he might not have heard before now. 

Kazuha also begins to open up about things he has experienced in the past, he had been reluctant to do so before, but the way you tell him about your life so easily inspires him to do the same.

Aside from the sound of the soft breeze flowing through the sails of The Crux, the only other sound is the chatter you two make and the lapping of the waves around you.

“Spending time with you is probably one of the most magical feelings, my dove.

Gorou, like Diluc, hardly ever has the time to allow himself a moment a of leisure especially with the Vision Hunt Decree still in motion.

However, when the man finally finds the time to spend with you, he almost always asks to stargaze on one of Watatsumi Island’s beaches. Nighttime is really the only free time that he can get, and it isn’t uncommon for Gorou to have to spend days away.

When the time comes to go on your date, he talks about it all day. Literally. As well as to everyone else around which is mostly his troop.

Someone is probably going to kill him if they hear him talk about how much he loves you again.

Gorou almost always brings you these wonderful bright violet flowers that remind him of your personality. That’s what he told you at least.

The moment that he lays his vibrant teal eyes on you, his tail begins to wag earnestly. However, when you point it out to him, Gorou’s face flushes a pretty crimson red and he pretends he doesn’t know what you are talking about.

As the two of you lie down to gaze up at the stars above you, Gorou really can’t keep his mouth shut. He is always talking about random facts he knows, but only about topics that he is sure you are interested in.

He loves it when you rub his ears while you both stargaze, not only is it a nice sensation, it fills him with warmth to know you like some of his more ‘puppy-like’ features.

“Look, My love! I found these flowers that remind me of you! Aren’t they pretty?”

Venti never really seems to be busy aside from when he takes the time to grab drinks from the tavern which means he will always be taking you on as many dates as he can.

The two of you spend quite a lot of time together, aside from when you need to go on missions or do commissions. You probably haven’t spent more than a few days away from each other.

Venti loves to ask you to go to Starsnatch Cliff with him on a stargazing date, not only does he love to star at the stars, but this was the place he first asked you out so it means a lot to him.

He loves bringing his lyre on dates with you so he can serenade you with his wonderful ability to come up with catchy songs on the spot.

While the two of you are gazing up at the stars, Venti can’t help but wonder how good of a person he was in his past life for him to be so blessed to have a partner like you.

Venti always takes the time to pick fresh Cecilias when you are together, facing away from you with a giggle while he weaves them into a beautiful crown. He always comments on how you are his princess and you look the most beautiful with a crown on your head.

During your stargazing date, Venti presses himself into your side as he strums a soft tune on his lyre, almost making you doze of from how nice the atmosphere is: The moonlight was pooling from above casting a soft glow to the earth around you accompanied by the gentle breeze and the scent of the ocean air from the sea below. 

As you doze off, Venti no longer sings, but he does keep strumming his lyre, keeping you in your slumber until he must carry you back to your home.

“Look! A crown for my stunning princess~”

Injury

word count: 672

genre: fluff, slight angst(?)

pairings: diluc x gn! reader (M’lady is used once)

warnings: blood, depictions of a wound

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   The sun was starting to dip past the horizon as you made your way through the trellises in front of the winery. The day had been long and hard, fighting hilichurls until late this evening. The feeling of bruises starting to form and the pains of fighting are starting to settle in, the adrenaline finally starting to wear off. As you move to open the front door a stinging sensation lights up your entire left arm.

   Looking to your left arm you notice the blood flowing from your shoulder. You take a second to process the fact that you were bleeding from a wound in your shoulder you hadn’t felt before now. Opening the door with your other arm, you swiftly walk into the winery and apply pressure to the wound as soon as you let go of the door.

   You walk toward your shared bedroom and catch sight of Adelinde, when she turns to greet you she gasps and takes half a step back. “M’lady-” she says panicked, heading toward you to inspect the wound “-are you okay?” You nod with a slight smile on your face, “yes, I am okay. Would you be able to send some bandages and such to our bathroom, I would like to deal with the wound before Diluc arrives.”

   She nods her head and moves to start gathering the materials. As she does that, you walk the rest of the way toward your room. You head straight to the bathroom from there, looking in the mirror to assess how bad the wound is. You remove your shirt, staring at the wound closer, before hearing the door open.

   You look up in the mirror expecting Adelinde before catching sight of Diluc standing behind you, holding the materials to clean and dress your wound. You turn to him before looking away when he starts walking closer. He sets everything down before wetting a rag and starting to clean around your wound.

   “Diluc, you don’t have to do this love. You have probably had a long da-” he cuts you off “- my dear, I would do this a million times over just to make sure you are alright.” He looks up at you to make sure he isn’t hurting you with what he is doing. When you make eye contact he sends you a small smile to which you send one back in return.

   As he continues to clean and dress your wound, you raise your uninjured arm and place it on the side of his face, running your thumb on his cheek. He leans into your touch while he puts the finishing touches on the dressing. Once he’s done, he stands to his full height and looks back at your face. “What happened to cause such a wound dear,” he asks. You walk out of the bathroom with him following, sitting on the bed while he starts to change from the day.

   “To be honest with you, I didn’t feel the wound until I was going to open the front door. I assume it happened sometime today while clearing camps.” You look at him as he pulls his night shirt on, looking towards you as he pulls another from his closet and motions for you to change into it. You happily do so before turning around to face him. “I never got to say it, but welcome home love.”

   He smiles at you and takes a step forward, wrapping his arms around your waist. You follow his lead by placing one hand on his nape and the other on his shoulder. He leans forward and you meet him halfway, noses brushing as lips meet. The smell of oak and smoke enveloped you, along with the warmth of the man in front of you.

   He pulls back slightly before leaning in again for a quick peck, resting your foreheads together afterward. His hand had moved to rest on the back of your head and yours had moved to pull the tie from his hair. “Thank you, my dear.”

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Late Nights

word count: 656

genre: fluff, slice of life

pairings: diluc x gn! reader

warnings: none

additional notes: this is my first post so please be easy on me lmao

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   The cool evening air felt good against your skin as you walked through Mondstat. The day was long, spent outside the walls running commissions and fighting different camps. All of the running around left no time for your usual stop in with your lover around noon.

   Angel’s Share is quiet when you enter, only the noise of glasses clinking every once in a while. You take a quick glance around until your eyes land on the red of Diluc’s hair. He stands tall behind the counter, his usual jacket thrown on one of the bar stools and his sleeves are rolled to above his elbow.

   “Angel’s Share isn-” He looks up “- [Name], hello dear.” He sends you a small smile as you step towards him, turning around to grab a glass for you. You observe him as he does so, noting how his ponytail has fallen since this morning, and how tense his shoulders seem even though it is just the two of you.

   He places a glass filled with grape juice, his special blend, in front of you as you sit down. You grab the glass and take a sip, savoring the taste as he continues his routine cleaning. You watch him for a moment, appreciating how calm he stands when in only your presence. “How was your day love,” you ask, while leaning your head into one of your palms. Your head tilts towards him as he starts to speak, “it was alright dear. The tavern ran as usual today and, of course, both Kaeya and that pesky Bard were here until I had to kick them out.”

   He made a face at the fact, “My patrol this morning was pretty normal, though there are a few Fatui camps closer to the walls that weren't there before.” He takes a quick glance at your face and sees you looking at him already. When you both made eye contact you shoot him a small smile, though the way you were looking at him was enough for his face to heat a little.

   He placed down the glass he had just finished cleaning and walked closer to you from behind the bar. He grabbed your hand as he got closer and kissed the back, leaving a slight color to your face as well. “And how was your day dear,” he questions.

   He throws the towel to rest over his shoulder and leans forward to rest his forearms on the bar across from you. He watches you as you talk about how busy your day was, apologizing about not being able to stop by earlier that day, to which he shakes his head at.

   He watches the way the low lighting of the tavern makes your skin glow, and how your eyes light up as you speak of a Snapdragon you saw in Springvale that reminded you of him. Diluc continues to admire you, quite obviously, until you notice that he has said nothing to what you are saying.

   You look at him only to notice that his eyes are set on you, and the most serene expression is on his face as he watches you, lost in thought. “Love-” you question, tilting your head slightly “-is there something on my face?” “No dear, I was just enjoying how you looked as you spoke of your day.”

   You turn away blushing, trying to hide your face from his view. He chuckles slightly as he stands to his full height, grabbing your now empty glass to clean it off quickly. You take these few seconds to reign in the color on your face.

   You feel a hand on your lower back, you recognise the feeling of Diluc’s gloves. You look at him to realize he has put his jacket and gloves back on. You stand, pushing in the bar stool you were sat on, and take the arm that he offers you. “Ready to go home my dear?”

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