Fly Away, Promising To Return (DilucxReader)

Ch 4

"Hey Kaeya." I smile, standing outside of Diluc's bar. It's a Sunday, and I'm ready to go home. I'll see Diluc again in a few hours. "I didn't know you'd be here tonight."

"Well.. I overheard you talking to someone that you'd be here." He inches just a bit too close, but he's like that. Always a little too flirty for my liking. "Why don't I give you a little something for the road?"

"Like a drink? I haven't drank tonight and I'm driving home." I laugh a little. "I'll see you next week though."

"Not what I meant.." He inches a little closer, making me uncomfortable.

"Then..?" I say nervously. My eyes shift around elsewhere, his shirt is a low cut black dress shirt.

"This." He leans in his lips on mine, confused for a moment. I shove him away once I realize however.

"Woah woah woah! Don't do that, you know I have a boyfriend!" I start walking away from him. I'm just a moment away from grabbing my car door when he grabs my wrist.

"Come now, I've seen the look on your face these past weeks. He's clearly not been tending to your needs." I struggle my arm free.

"Whatever is going on, is none of your business! If I wanted to, I could have much better than you for a night." I lie. I turn back to my car and hop in. I don't pay him anymore mind and go back home annoyed. Diluc also seemed annoyed when I brought him up.. maybe he knew he'd try something.

Sitting, still a little annoyed, on the couch I hear Diluc opening the door. He comes in with a bouquet of flowers, from Jean I suppose. "Did.. you have a good night?" He hides something in his pocket, which I don't think he sees me take notice of. He hands me the bouquet of flowers.

"It was alright I suppose." If anything these nights have left him even more tired. "Those are for you." I set them on the counter going over to hug Diluc, really to reach into his pockets. He wraps his arms around my waist, letting go after a while. I look at what I've found and see that the flowers were for Diluc.

"No they're not." I scoff, throwing away the picket that said it was for Diluc. "Why are you doing this?" I'm sick and tired of this, or maybe it's because Kaeya has set me off.

"What are you talking about?" I place the flowers in the vase Diluc made with Jean. Painted white, with a few birds. I didn't get to see Jean's, but he did say they matched.

"Pretending that.. that.. I don't know! I'm just.." I slam my fists onto the counter. Taking in a deep breath I wave him off. "Never mind, just forget it." I turn to head to our room, however, Diluc catches my wrist.

"No, what's wrong." I glare at him. Does he really think that spending more time with Jean than me is ok!?

"That! The roses, the vase, and all the time you've been taking off of work!!" I start yelling, the first time I've ever yelled at him.

"Taking off of work..? I thought that's what you wanted me to do! You hadn't stopped pestering me about taking a break up until a few months ago!" My eyes widen, so he does remember.

I pull my arm out of his grasp and go back to the sink to get some water. I need to calm down. Taking in another deep breath, I try to talk to him in a calmer tone. "With me Diluc.." I look down at floor. "I wanted you to spend time with me, take some time out of your busy day to spend with me. Was that so hard to ask for? You seemed to have no problem doing it.. for her!" I growl just mentioning her. "I wanted to paint a mug.. you made a vase and painted it!! Why couldn't you do that for me!! You've taken a whole 2 weeks off, if we put the days together, to hang out with her!! But not me! I.." I need to catch my breath, I heave for a second. "That's more time than you've spent with me, off work, in the last.. 2 MONTHS!?!?" I put the cup in the sink after taking another swig of water. He just watches me talk well more yell, almost as if he doesn't care. I head back to the kitchen island looking over to the vase filled with flowers. I forgot to put water in it.. whoops. "And why would you lie about the flowers??? That's so stupid! Is she coming onto you!? She is isn't she!?" I grip the counter and look at it.

"Like he isn't." My eyes widen and I look up to him. "I saw you tonight. Have you finally broke, did you decide that because you couldn't talk to me about how you were feeling you'd go and find another man." My eyes only widen more and more as he goes on. Does he really think I'd do that? Tears start welling up in my eyes.

"Are.. are you serious?" He inches closer to me, glaring. "You're not even going to comment on what I've just told you?"

"I saw you kiss him (Y/N), blowing up on me isn't going to solve whatever these issues are." I grab the vase and take out the flowers.

"I DIDN'T DO SHIT DILUC!! He kissed me! I didn't kiss that jerk back! You didn't even see the whole thing did you!? Diluc, I've been here, alone and unsure of what's been going on with you and Jean!! I would never cheat on you over something like this!! The night that the storage room became a mess, I was going to tell you!! I just didn't know what you'd say!!! That I was jealous over you painting a vase with her..! It sounds silly!!" I dig my nails into the palms of my hands. I look down at the ground, I'm over flooding with so many emotions, but it's only coming out as rage.

"I've seen the way he comes onto you, how couldn't you!? This is exactly why I didn't like him, and for many more personal reasons! He's my brother (Y/N)!" My eyes widen and for a second time seems to stop.

"Why didn't you tell me that!?" A voice of concern slightly peeks through. It would've made a lot more sense than him just not liking him.

"Because! Of the exact same thing, I didn't know what you'd say to that!! And now you've gone insane!" Insane!? Oh I'll show him insane! "You're blowing up on me on something so... have you even been listening these past few days!? You have no idea why I've been hanging out with her have you!?" I bite the inside of my lip, I haven't. I couldn't focus on anyone or anything these past few days.

"No." I say through gritted teeth.

"Because, she has no help around her shop. She needs a break! So much has happened since the first time I met her!" I feel a slight tinge of guilt, but it still makes me angry.

"So what!? Every old friend you come across, you're gonna throw a pity party!? They come before me!? How long have we been together Diluc!? This past year has been hell for the both of us, but suddenly just because she's here everything about you has been so.. so.. I don't know, but I'm sick of it!!" Maybe I am in the wrong here, but I'm tired enough to where I don't care anymore. "You know what, fine! Have her, have whatever life you're living now. It's clear to me that whatever that is, it doesn't involve me!" I slam the vase onto the ground and start gathering my art supplies. Tears filling my eyes. What am I doing?

"You're not listening to me!" I stuff my things into an old duffel bag of mine.

"I'm too angry to listen right now Diluc!" I grab my empty canvases, I'll throw the others out. Wherever I'm going won't have enough room for them.

"There's no need to do anything rash." I start packing my things faster. I mutter something, which he doesn't hear, before reaching for my suitcase at the top of the closet. "(Y/N)!" He yells my name and grabs my wrist. "Listen to me for just one second." I turn back to look at him, the tears falling from eyes. He looks almost surprised for a second. "We just need to calm down alright, take a moment and breath. We need to talk this through ok?" I turn back to the closet and wipe my tears. I set down the duffel bag on the floor and nod.

"Ok." I can't say much else, my voice is shaky and is threatening to crack at every word.

"Let's talk about this in the morning." Morning? He has work doesn't he. I just sigh and look over to one of my blacked out canvases. More of the surface paint having been scratched.

"Alright." I'm too nervous to turn around.

"Look at me (Y/N)." I can't, my body won't move. "(Y/N)." He says somewhat irritated. "(Y/N), please." After a moment I hear him sigh, just before he hugs me. My back pressed against his chest, his warmth soothing me. "It's ok.. we're ok." A little bit of relief washes over me. He lets go after a few more seconds and he leads me back to our bedroom. "Go to sleep." I lay down on my back, waiting for him to hog the sheets. He doesn't and I turn my head to look at him.

I inch closer to him. "We're ok right? You're really gonna let me sleep on my own?" I can hear him mutter something, a small grumble as well. He promptly turns to me and holds me closer.

From those nights on we tried to talk things out, but it never worked out. I was too caught up in my own head and feelings.