♚ 𝟑: Kalon

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The weekends were but a nice relaxing day, especially as she had finished everything the night before. Y/n could finally catch up to the sleep she oh-so craved, or watch all the seasons she missed, but there was a catch. Kaeya was also in the house, wearing a black sweater, and gray sweatpants, hair untied, but the eyepatch was still in place. Diluc was unable to relax fully, Y/n could tell. His hair was tied to a high ponytail, and he wore but a white T-shirt and red sweatpants, sipping a carton of grape juice. He watched along with whatever you're watching, his sanguine eyes watching whatever takes place in the screen with boredom.

"Y/n?" Kaeya called, catching a glimpse of his cousin in white large T-shirt, and shorts, barely seen from the top's length. He assumed it was Diluc's. "What do you want for dinner?" He asked with a smile. "Can we have cream stew?" Y/n's eyes twinkled, making him feel a little giddy inside. "Of course, of course." Diluc looked down on the female, the features of her face, her eyelashes that seem to touch her cheeks when she blinks, and how her brows furrow, immersed in the dramatic show before her. It didn't help that she looked like a chipmunk, that Diluc had wrapped his arm around her shoulder, though Y/n did not think much of it. The air-con was on after all, and it was also chilly in the house.
"What else do you want?" He looked back to see his brother's arm around Y/n. There was a smile of annoyance on his face, but he set aside the feelings. "I want... Fruity skewers." Y/n looked at the male, who nodded vigorously. "You liked my fruity skewers so much, I'm surprised," He commented, seeing how her eyes were sparkling. "Kaeya's fruity skewers are the best, that's why." Y/n felt the arm around her tighten that there was no distance. Kaeya smirked, seeing Diluc's face slightly contort to annoyance. The male puts a hand on his chest and said, "Such praise. I am honored." "You're feeding him an ego, Y/n," Diluc said, causing the female to giggle, "Your pile'em ups taste good too. They're just so cheesy, and delicious, so don't be jealous." His heart pounded at such words, he couldn't help but blush, hiding his face so that his cousin could not see.

             "Looks like we're out of meat," Kaeya mumbled. Though, he didn't really want to go out, he decided to go out with his own will. Y/n must not be disappointed.   
           Kaeya looked at the two on the couch, "Hey brother."
"Don't call me that," Diluc instantly replied, blush diminishing after a milisecond. Kaeya looked at Y/n, "Y/n?" The female hummed in response. "Do you need anything from the store?" Y/n thought for a second, "Oh! Can you buy Bulgogi and seaweed?" The two males looked at the female curiously. "I feel like making Bulgogi rice tomorrow," Unaware for the female, who had her eyes locked onto the screen, their eyes sparkled. Y/n cooking was a once in a blue moon case, but that often was a special occasion.
          "Mother taught me how to make one before I moved here," Y/n chuckled. "And it's been my specialty since." Kaeya neared the female to pat her head, saying, "I'm excited to taste whatever you have to offer," before walking to the closet, laying out a random attire and entering the bathroom to dress himself decently. Meanwhile, Diluc seemed to notice an underlying mannerism ever since the weekend started. Y/n would slightly mess with her ears, as if there was something bothering her of it. He was not one to make such offers, but a memory from long ago lead him to make a move.

            "Y/n," Diluc started, earning a hum as a response. "Do you want to have an ear cleaning?" He watched how her eyes brighten up upon mention. "You've been working hard the night before, and you being you, you would have forgotten to clean your ears two weeks ago," Y/n pouted, but nodded. "Seriously, you only like cleaning your ears when someone else is doing it for you. You should take care of yourself," Diluc said with a grumble. In reality, he was quite delighted.

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