Genshin Impact Oneshots

Diluc x Jean - Overworked

Diluc walked through the quiet mansion tiredly, it had been a long day of dealing with business affairs. All of the servants had already retired for the night and he would soon do the same. He walked up the stairs to his room and opened the door. He stepped into the master bedroom and shook his head in mild disappointment at the sight that met him.

To the left the room was a small study area. There was a medium size mahogany desk pressed against the wall. The desk was littered with paperwork and there were a couple empty tea cups stacked on the side. The messy state of the desk wasn't what annoyed him though, rather it was the blonde that was passed out on the desk.

He knew that his girlfriend was a workaholic, so he didn't know why he was surprised by this. When he came home, Jean was either passed out on her desk like she was now or she would be so wrapped up in her work that she didn't even notice his presence until much later.

Diluc quietly walked to Jean and looked down at her. Her were arms crossed on the desk and she laid her head on her folded arms. She took deep even breathes, clearly tired from all the work she subjected herself to as the acting Grand Master. He ran his hand over her silky golden hair, drawing a little sigh from her lips; Diluc smiled to himself. Diluc gently but deftly maneuvered Jean out of her seat and deposited her on their shared bed.

He chuckled to himself as he watched her grab a hold of his pillow and snuggled deeply into it. He turned and walked to the washroom to get ready for bed. After a quick shower, he made his way back to the bed. Jean, in that time, had abandoned his pillow and turned away from him. Diluc lifted the blankets and slipped into bed. Diluc had closed his eyes with the intention of sleeping when he felt a pair of arms slip around his waist. Jean's leg was thrown atop his own and her head shifted onto his chest. Diluc wrapped his arms around Jean, bringing her body closer to his and he took a deep breath, taking in Jean's soothing scent.

"How was your day?" Jean mumbled, heavy with sleep.

Diluc grunted. "Bothersome, several deliveries went to the wrong location because the delivery forms were filled with the incorrect information. It took a while but everything is resolved now. How about yours?" He asked, pressing his face into her neck.

"Productive." Diluc rolled his eyes. "You're a workaholic." He complained.

Jean sighed. "There's a lot of work that has to be done." She tried to reason, but they both knew that wasn't true. There was a lot for Jean to do because she had taken it upon herself to see to every little thing personally when she could easily assign that work to others. Everyone in Mondstadt knew how hardworking and diligent she is, but she still found that she had something to prove. No matter how much Diluc or her friends tried to convince her, Jean would still bear the burden of a large workload all on her own.

Diluc found a long time ago that there was no point in trying to convince her otherwise, so he made sure that she was well taken care of at all times so she wouldn't run herself into the ground. He made sure that the maids knew to check on Jean every couple hours and to bring her lunch because Jean had a bad habit of forgetting to eat while working.

When Diluc didn't have work himself, he would convince Jean to go on short walks with him just so she could stretch her legs and get some fresh air. On the days that he had work though, he would come home as early as he could so he could at least have the time to give her a massage.

Diluc hooked one hand around her thigh and the other wrapped around her waist. In one fluid motion he hauled Jean against him so that her body laid on top of his. He gently pressed Jean's head into his chest and felt her nuzzle against him lightly.

"I have the day off tomorrow; you should take one took." He murmured.

"I can't." Said Jean, thinking about all the paperwork she had to get through tomorrow.

"Hush. I'm not taking no for an answer. You need a break and I'm tired of only having an hour or less with you each day. I miss you, Jean." Diluc whispered, pressing his cool lips to her forehead.

Jean let out a content sigh; her heart was fluttering, it wasn't every day that she heard such affectionate confessions from her lover. Jean lifted her head from his chest and pressed her lips to his in a tender kiss.

"I've missed you too. I'll take the day off tomorrow."

Diluc's arms tightened around Jean in a firm embrace.