After months upon months of being neglected, ignored and sometimes even straight up yelled at. Diluc couldn't hold himself together anymore. He didn't cry, he couldn't. Why'd he cry over someone he felt a dull sense of obligation for instead of love?

That's where it started, he met you. You were the sweetest, kindest gentlest thing he's ever seen. How could he not let himself fall into that bed with you? It drove him crazy.

The way you insisted on checking up on him and offering him gentle care made him forget about his boyfriend, that money hungry person he lives with is only a reminder of how miserable he is at home. He's leaving him, he doesn't know when but he will. Now probably. You're too cute not to love. Diluc wants to give you the world.

"How are you so cute?" He mumbles more to himself as he watches you, you're doing his laundry for him so he doesn't have to go home smelling like you. Even if he wants to smell like you. He puts his face in his palms, he wants you more than just someone to give him physical attention. He wants your precious heart to heal his. He loves you.