Kaeya always knew when the anniversary was coming up. There was something that always seemed to come around that would remind him of Crepus. It was all of the small things he would see that would spark memories and feelings.

Kaeya knocked on your door, letting himself into your room. He had a somber look on his face, his visible eye clearly a bit puffy from crying.

Kaeya didnt say anything as he sat down on your bed with you. He snuggled into your arms and took a deep breath. You could see a stray flower petal stuck in his braid and the dirt patches on his knees. He had just come back from visiting Crepus’ grave…