Innocent Moves - Diluc X Reader

Chapter 2 - Just another day

(Hi everyone, just an update really quickly, I have a quick plan written up and the whole story will be just over 20 parts. I'm pretty excited about this and have a lot of ideas so for the first time in forever, I think I might actually complete a story for once! Please let me know what you guys think, and if its terrible then let me know too aha! Okay see ya!)

It was freezing outside, I wrapped myself up as tight as I could in the warmth of Diluc's soft coat and headed for the city gates. I didn't look at him as I exited to tavern, too embarrassed to face him again I just kept my head low and headed for the door. I got a few gasps and stares from the people who must have realised I had the wine masters coat on. He probably thought I was weak, turning up with all those slashes on me, probably thought that I couldn't even defend myself. It shouldn't bother me what he thinks anyway, sure, he was somewhat nice to me tonight, but I would probably never speak to him again, we could both go on with our daily lives and forget about each other.

But I couldn't stop thinking about him, his hair, his sent, his eyes. I knew all these feelings were probably just because I was tired, maybe the alcohol from when Diluc had cleaned my wounds had got into my blood and gone straight too my head, though I'm not sure that's how biology works. God, it was the first time I've had my shirt off in front of another person, let alone a man. Even though I knew it didn't mean anything, he was just trying to help, I couldn't help my body from getting all tingly from the thought. But i am refusing to become one of those obsessive fans of his. I will not develop a crush on the red haired wine master.

As I walked out of the city, looking up at the stars and worlds above, I wondered how Timmy was, I hope him and his mum had made it home okay, after all she was probably drunk out of her mind. Timmy reminded me of myself, never having parents around who cared enough about you to stay off the booze. My Family was from Inazuma, and when i was a child, there was a big mora crisis throughout our nation, causing my dad to lean further and further into the alcohol. I was snapped out of my thoughts when a lady ran up behind me and tapped me on the shoulder. It was the lady who ran the flower shop.

"Is that Master Diluc's jacket?" she said, tugging on the sleeve, I had to grab at her arm quickly before she exposed my chest to even more strangers. That was the last thing anyone else needed to see.

"Uh? Yes?" I responded, looking at her confused. Who chases someone for a jacket?

"Why are you wearing it? That jacket should be on me!" She demanded, her voice getting louder and louder. She was grabbing hard onto the sleeves now, so much that I almost lost my balance.

This was weird. So this was one of Diluc's many fangirls. I cant help but laugh, I looked her up and down playfully, she looked furious, her eyebrows furrowing so much i wasn't sure she could even see me anymore. I know it wasn't fair to tease people, but she was being kind of irrational right now. And what harm could it do?

"Well, I had no choice madam, after all, he took my shirt off and never gave it back." I winked at her. Her face went bright red, rage practically bouncing off her as she scoffed, turned around quickly and headed back into the city, almost tripping over one of the cobbles.

It wasnt the first time I had met a fan of his. One time a gentleman in the town centre spent 30 minutes with me describing how great the mans hair was, I hadnt wanted to be rude so I just waited for him to finish then kindly asked him if I could squeeze past him to get to the tailors which he was blocking.

By time I had arrived at my cottage in Springvale it was already early the next morning. There were no monsters in sight so I thought it would be okay for me to head upstairs to bed and finally get some sleep. Work started tomorrow at 8, so I would have to wake up early if I wanted to make it to the winery before then.