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Pairing: Diluc x Reader
Pronouns: none, but mentions of the word husband
Content: overworked diluc, mentions of stress and implied trauma.
Description: It was only fair that you treat Diluc just as well as he treated you.
Notes: PLS TAKE THIS AS AN APOLOGY FOR THE AMOUNT OF TOME IVE HAD TO TAKE AS BREAK AND ALSO MOT HAVJNG THE TIME TO WRITE. I can't promise I'll be able to write all the time especially BCS I'm graduating soon but I'll do what I can <3
In honor of a request I got and also me getting his new skin!! Other requests will be worked on as soon as possible.
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Rays of sunshine hit just right through the window as you sit next to the fireplace at the Dawn Winery. Soft humming sounds from behind you as the maids do their work and move around the Winery.
The book in your hand is placed to the side as you hear the door creak open. Dilucs heavy shoes thud on the floor as he enters and he makes his presence known through the heavy sigh he blows out.
He's wearing his new outfit, but by the looks of it, he had a rough day. The extra cloth on him was torn to the side and his boots were heavy with mud. Nothing unfixable, but it seemed to take a toll on him.
His face was scrunched up as he tightened his high ponytail and took off his boots, making sure to find a place that wouldn't get so dirtied with mud.
"Diluc, honey, are you okay?" You ask, reaching a hand to his shoulder.
He tenses before placing a hand over yours and smiles at you.
"Im okay, but I'm due a break now. Today was... not the best."
The maids shuffle out as they see the heavy drowsiness laced in his voice, knowing it was time for their shift to end and go along to do something else.
You help him out of his heavy attire and claymore before looking for a fresh set of clothes and placing it in his hands.
"You don't have to care for me like this, I'll be fine my dear."
"I am your husband, it is only normal that I take care of you just as you take care of me."
You place a hand on his cheek and he leans into your touch, "what did I do to deserve you?"
He breathes out a heavy sigh as he looks at you with the most adoration possible.
"It's not what you did, but who you are, Diluc."
He holds onto you tightly, afraid that if he let go something would happen.
He looks at you for a second before leaning in and placing a gentle kiss to your lips. He always did his best to take care of you with the upmost sweetness. It meant the world to him that you would do it back.
He felt undeserving of it, but you showed him that he was worth of love and care.
You let out a hum as he deepened the kiss, "nah uh, you need to take a shower, you're all sweaty!"
Diluc chuckles at the face you make as you swat him away, ushering him into the bathroom. You swiftly close the door and he goes in to take a quick shower. Making sure not to spend too much time in there, even though the water was as just the right temperature. He felt like he could stay in there forever.
This was the time of day where he felt most comfortable, to be able to be himself. Without having to think of his duties as anything but a husband. No work, no monsters, no conflict.
Soon enough his shower was down and he dries off his hair, putting on comfortable wear and making sure to fold his other outfit snug. He makes a mental note to check what needs to be sewed back up or tailored as he folds it.
"How are you feeling now?"
The question caught him off guard as it cuts him off of his thoughts, "a lot better, thank you, my love."
You grab his hand as you escort him towards the fire place, placing a ready meal and a drink right beside him. He immediately starts digging in, seems as if he hadn't eaten too much today.
"Did you eat today?"
"Only a bit, I had a lot to do around the tavern and customers were coming in and ou-"
You grab another small portion from your plate and place it on his, he looks down and then back up at you.
"There's no need to do that, you should eat well too-"
You grab your book and place it on your lap, "I've already eaten enough today. If you haven't, then it's my duty to prevent that from happening, especially if you're right in front of me. Dig in, I can read to you while you eat?"
You offer the idea to him and he nods hesitantly, he's always loved hearing your voice, especially on days like these where he can't seem to catch a break.
He smiles and continues to eat as he watches you drink from your cup and continue on the spot you had previously bookmarked.
Soon enough he was done with his food and drink, eventually he just anchored his head on his hand and watched you as you read. A small smile was set on his face, a rare sight that only a few could afford to see.
His eyes opened and closed as he tried his best to stay awake, but it looks as if it wasn't working.
Once the chapter was done you took your time and set the dishes elsewhere, grabbing his hand and bringing him back to your guy's bedroom.
You drag him towards the bed and he immediately lays down, letting out a sigh at the heavenly feel of the pillows and sheets on his skin.
He gets comfortable easy but is almost fully awake as soon as he notices that you aren't in bed with him, "where are you going?"
He asks and you can almost hear the desperation in his voice, it looks like it really was an incredibly heavy day for him. It doesn't happen often, but sometimes he can't stand to be alone with his own thoughts.
"I was planning on going back to reading my book" you answer truthfully.
"Could you, uh— could you stay with me."
His arms open as he sees you near towards him. His warmth engulfs you as he hugs you. His hair, no longer in a ponytail, tickles your face and it makes you let out an airy laugh.
"What's so funny?"
"Your hair... is in my face" you try to say as you stay tightened up to his chest.
You can hear and feel as he rumbles out a laugh, he doesn't respond, but instead snuggles up to you even more. Essentially making his hair tickle you even more and all you can do is just whine and hug him back. Making sure to let him know that it wasn't actually annoying you or anything"
"I love you." You mumble out
"I love you... too." You hear him say as you both drift off into sleep.
