Diluc x Reader

A Blessing

The day I proposed was the start of a sweet dream. And answering me yes was the beginning of my color-filled life.

White birds crossing the rainbow, adorning the blue sky as the sun shines brightly, clearing my dark grey world.

A breath of fresh air, I can finally breathe clearly. Free from the suffocation of my fear.

I wish not to wake up in this dream with you, who I need and love, by my side.

I don't mind being tied down if the duties and responsibilities I carry bears your name.

But why, may I ask, do you gaze at me with contempt hidden behind your lovely pale irises?

You seemingly accept every affection and gesture I do to make you feel my love. Yet at the same time, you brush it off as if it doesn't hold any importance to you.

I try to convince you with words that I willingly pledge my faithfulness, my love, my self to you. But all you do is look the other way everytime I open my mouth.

But now here we are, in a place we all know you love, standing before each other.

The waves hitting the sand matches the rhythm of my erratic heartbeat and the rustling leaves of the palm trees matches the sound of my anxious mind.

But as soon as I saw you everything went silent.

The setting sun of the horizon stands as our witness. We said our vows and made promise that in this one-sided love of mine, I'll change your mind and make you mine.

Sliding the ring on my finger, I am now chained, bearing your name with mine, I'll protect you.

Answering I do, I embrace the miracle that was gifted upon myself.

We engraved our mark on the sand.

Sealing this contract arranged solely for the benefits two families bound to recieve, I hope you can taste the the sincerity in my mouth.

Only yesterday it feels when I decided to give you a bouquet of thorn filled yellow roses just to spite you. I was against in the arrangement our families made. But just so you know, the single thornless red rose I gave you the next day was honest.

I wonder what made me change my mind. Was it your expressions? The way you make sure your voice is heard was attractive as well. Maybe it was your carefree spirit is what had really touched my heart.

Sure I was surprised to seeing you in that state. But you remained unfazed. Was it an act of rebellion?

You faced the family of your future spouse with love bites littered all over your neck and shoulder, swollen lips, disheveled clothes and messy hair.

Perhaps I was captivated by your courage to lie outright claiming you went horseback riding.

I was convinced that the reason was I was envious of you. But now I doubt that. Because in this moment of our wedding night, I admire the rawness of yourself.