Within the Winery (Diluc×Reader)

Within the Winery (Diluc×Reader)

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Genshin Modern AU --- Some people want so much in life, but your only desire was to live in peace. Until the young master of Dawn Winery came into the picture that is. A disquieting warning whispers in the back of your mind each time his lips are upon yours, the speech of your logic drowned out by his voice. Now you're stuck in a constant and lustful game of tag. Which one were you, the runner or the it? --- !Warning! Yandere, self-harm, mentions of death and suicide, murder, non-con, the like I do not own any of the Genshin Characters, they belong to Mihoyo/Hoyoverse And I need a cover :,D pls help
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Diluc knew calling CPS was the better option. He was horrible with kids, and they had a tendency to not like him, too. So, why couldn't he get his fingers to finish typing out the required numbers when he found a crying child in his bar? - "Get out." The child did not look phased at all. In fact, he giggled. "I suspect you would think and say as much, for I look young and such," he rhymed, his hands moving along with his flowing words. "A drink in exchange for a story performed, just one for a boy so scorned?" Diluc did not miss the way his lips pursed out into a pout and the way his eyes widened in an innocent expression. Fortunately, the owner disliked needy children as much as he hated the taste of alcohol. He prepared himself to repeat his statement when the consumer on the left chimed in, "Where are your parents, kid?" His bright smile twitched. "Under their watch I certainly am. Do not fear, we're not in a jam." The kid laughed it off again, and this time Diluc noticed the dirt crusted under his nails. He felt for his phone again. The bartender knew a liar when he saw one.

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