maid • kaeya

xiv

• third person •

Luca stood at the door, knocking a few times, yet not a single word he said could be heard.

"St-stay still!!!"

"I- I can't! It tickles!!! STOP!!!! AHHHH!!"

"Stop moving!!!!! Stop- I'm gonna faceplant into your crotch if you keep-! AH!"

"AHAHAHAH!!!!!"

Luca pushed open the door, peeking inside with a slightly concerned look on his face.

Both (Y/N) and Kaeya glanced over in horror at the creak of the door hinge.

The latter had a tape measure wrapped loosely along his thigh, (Y/N) gripping onto it as she seemed to have collapsed right on top of him.

Kaeya had clearly been crying in laughter, but when the door opened, his sweat had run cold. He rapidly released (Y/N)'s arm, in which he had caught to stop her from hurting herself.

Kaeya cleared his throat.

"I swear I wasn't doing anything to your daughter."

His tone was deadly serious.

Luca stared in silence. (Y/N) was only watching, horrified, before, finally...

Her father too, had burst into laughter.

(Y/N)'s face reddened, climbing off Kaeya with a pout. Her father stumbled into the room in his laughter, immediately making Kaeya choke up too, before he helped them both up, his shoulders shaking as he tried to contain it noticing his daughter's unamused face.

"Sorry for interrupting," he said within giggles. (Y/N) smacked his arm, hiding her face in his chest in embarrassment. Luca ruffled her hair in endearment. "I need to borrow her for a little, and then you two can carry on."

"Dad!" (Y/N) whined. Tears were streaming from his cheeks. Kaeya held his mouth, hardly able to keep it in.

"Y-Y- Ahem! Yes Sir."

"I'll kill you Master Kaeya."

Kaeya waved as (Y/N) was dragged out, her father still in tears. She should have known her father and Kaeya were a deathly duo.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" Luca questioned after calming down, wiping his eyes with a big smile. "Sorry, hehe. That thud sounded quite painful."

"No." (Y/N) frowned. "I'm being bullied."

Luca beamed, kissing her forehead. "I'm sorry!"

"Hmph!"

"Oh! What can I do to make it up to you, my dear princess!" Luca smacked his forehead with the back of his palm. "What a sin against mankind I have committed!"

"Dad..."

A small giggle finally escaped her lips. Her father's eyes softened.

She wacked his arm gently once more. "Stop being silly. What do you need?"

(Y/N) seemed to notice immediately when his wide smile faltered.

"Uhm..."

He nuzzled the top of her head. The corners of her lips turned downwards.

"Just come with me. And... be clear in your mind, alright? Put yourself first. You'll understand."

(Y/N) could instantly feel her heart begin to pound faster.

She reluctantly followed her father down into the basement, and then, into what seemed to be the meeting chambers.

It was dark in here, eerie. She hated this.