Heroes dont get happy endings. [DILUC X F!READED]

chapter 3

"Y/n? Ah I see. What would you like?" He said looking as if he was watching paint dry.
"I'll take the grap-" Kaeya eyed me intensely "I'll take your most famous!!" I said not remember what Kaeya had told me.
"Ok." Was all the bartender replied with.

He began with sweet flower, gracefully dropping Windwheel aster for flavour. Pouring some milk in. He let it sit for a second and lastly sprinkled some dandelion seeds.

I watched his every move. His hair, bright red like car lights in the rain. His shirt laid toned on his body. His every move feeling so heavenly and graceful it left your mouth dry and speechless, his eyes moving between the items in his hand glaring a glowing red hue. His aura mesmerised me.

"Here you go. Have a good day." He said walking of behind a door.

My hand hesitantly reached for the glass.

The glass was beautiful at most. Well the whole drink was. The glass carried a lace pattern imprinted on the side as if it where just mere fabric.

I had drank my drink and had a few conversations with Kaeya. He offered to buy me more.. though I wouldn't have minded. The drink was splendid! I did take into account of the alcohol and decided against it.

It was night by now, and though the songs of the people still played, the talks of the people still talked, and the drinks of the people where still drunk, Kaeya decided to walk me home.

I paused as we walked down the ever so familiar road to my home.

The sky an inverted deep bowl of navy blue velvet. Why did it seem as if it where looking down on us in pity, making us feel anti-sized and small? The stars stood desolated, not to be seen, not to shine, but to wonder aimlessly in the galaxy. White pearls fell onto the ground, creating a heavenly path way. The atmosphere misty and still.

The frosty air travelled up my nose- leaving it a peachy red hue. The air was cool and sharply pungent. There where hills aplenty, looking like lumpy patchwork quilts, with branchless trees parading up and down to separate them into distinct sections. The ground sparkled all over with crystallised snowflake, or where they harsh tears of ice?

it seemed as if habitations of all things left a banded in darkness.

''Kaeya.. it's snowing..'' I breathed, my voice almost inaudible in the whisper I let out. He looked towards me with a smile

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We soon made it home. To my home infact. My home wasn't much grand. It wasn't that large, with multiple rooms or anything. It was surrounded by grass. The roof stood tall, and the windows reflected the winter sorrow.

I lived alone you see.

It had two bedrooms and with that left me the option to exercise where I sleep each night.

I offered him tea, but he shook his head no. I smiled slightly turning my self around to unlock the door- fiddling with my keys. Finally unlocking it. Sighing, I turned back around to say goodbye but turned to not only realise how close I was to him. I ended up brushing his arm which was extended out pointing to something, my hand.

"May I?" he asked with consent.

I patiently nodded wondering what he meant until he grabbed my hand and placed a note in it, "For when ever the skies are blue and the grass in green.." came in his airy voice.

huh?

He waved good-bye before walking off into the night. My fingers trembling, I fidgeted with the paper before opening it, 'call me 0777777777 - Kaeya'

I gasped realising what he meant.

'Oh? The sky is always blue and the grass is always green.. 'That is basically saying I can call you whenever, where ever.' I scoffed out loud to my self realising the peak of his sneakiness. I got to say- I really like him. Platonically of course.