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Art credits to: Kkopoli on Danbooru

"Tsk, just get out already. It's past closing time, Venti."

"Mm.. Noo..! Another.. hic cup please!"

"No, get out of my tavern already!" Diluc growled.

"Nyoo-..! I don't want to!" Venti scooted away from Diluc, who was standing next to him.

Sigh

"You drank way too much tonight. I wonder how much's on your tab."

Diluc left upstairs, defeated, while Venti played around with his empty glass, twirling it, watching as it rolled off the table, shattering in the process.

"Uh oh.." Venti knelt down and tried to gather the glass fragments.

Red stained his hands as a piercing pain hit his fingers, causing Venti to gasp and whimper, clenching his burning cuts.

At that moment, Diluc came downstairs again to see Venti sitting on the stool, staring at the shattered glass, hands trembling.

"Venti.. What did you do now?"

"Wahh! My hand hurtss! I hic don't know whyy.." Venti cried.

"Hah.. Don't touch the glass shards anymore, alright! I've got you a room to stay in for the night."

Diluc approached the tavern's front counter and pulled out some bandages. The bard's hands were violently shaking, and Diluc could feel it. He proceeded to carefully bandage Venti's hands while he continued rambling.

"But I don't want a room.. I wanna drink!" Venti said as he attempted to reach for another bottle on the counter.

Diluc snatched the bottle away from Venti's hands, hearing a whine from him as he picked the bard up from the stool and guided him towards the second floor of the tavern.

Venti's legs were unstable and wobbly, causing him to repeatedly trip over the stairs, scraping his knees.

Once the two finally made their way towards the room Venti was staying in, Diluc pushed the drunk onto the bed, then quickly turned around, attempting to leave.

Suddenly, two arms were around Diluc's waist, pulling him onto the bed and stopping him from leaving the room. Diluc sat there in disbelief, drowsy from all this mess.

"I cannot believe this.." He grumbled.

"It's like I'm working overtime."

Luckily for him, Venti appeared to have passed out, the excessive amount of wine finally taking its toll.

Diluc took this as an opportunity to leave, but his sleeve was met with a harsh tug, dragging him back down.

"Nyo.. don.. t go.." Venti managed to spurt out, half asleep.

"Hmph.. Venti. Let me go, I have to tidy up and close the tavern."

Venti turned and tossed on the bed sheets while mumbling a few words too softly for Diluc to hear.

"Enough, now stop causing trouble; otherwise, I'll kick you out."

Diluc attempted to get up once again, but this time he was suddenly pounced on and pinned onto the bed.

The two were face-to-face, locking eyes. Diluc could see the intense redness that covered Venti's cheeks and his half lidded eyes, fighting to stay open.

Breaking eye contact, Venti suddenly sat up, applying pressure exactly on Diluc's crotch, making the latter grunt.

"H-huh..? What was that noise? Did you get hurt?" Venti questioned Diluc.

Diluc felt his blood drain from his body down to his sex, causing a tent to form and making him blush immensely.

He tried to compose himself, but his mind was clouded with desire and embarrassment. Diluc hoped that Venti was too drunk to notice his physical reaction.

"G-get off.. I have a problem to fix now." Diluc muttered.

"Huh..? Problem? Let me help..!" Venti exclaimed, brushing over Diluc's erection once more.

The bartender firmly shut his eyes, pausing for a moment before abruptly pushing Venti off him and pinning him to the rear end of the bed.

"You asked for this." He grumbled.

"H-huh? Wait..! What're you doingg!"