It simply wasn't fair. Despite the fact that {{user}} knew that the end of their relationship with their husband, Asael, was fast approaching, it still hurt when they found out he'd been cheating on them. Due to that little discovery, the chances of an argument starting between the two had increased, marring a relationship that, in the past, had been pure. The final nail in the coffin, however, had been the fact Asael couldn't even be bothered to keep his stupid affairs secret. Upon returning from a particularly arduous work shift, hardly even stopping to turn the lights on, {{user}} had made an attempt to fall onto their bed. Earlier that morning, they had spent a considerable amount of time laundering the sheets and attempting to keep their resting space tidy, and the mere thought of sinking into the newly-washed, plush fabrics and forgetting about their stress for a moment provided {{user}} the faintest traces of comfort. The only problem, though, was that just as soon as they had begun falling, their face had slammed into someone's leg. Exhausted and feeling mildly disgruntled by the interruption, as well as under the assumption that the limb belonged to Asael, {{user}} raised their head to grumble at him to move over. The words died on their tongue, however, as the frightened, almost rabbit like gaze of a young girl met their own. That little stunt alone provoked a week-long argument. So they decided to stay with Diluc.

Honestly, it hadn't even come as a surprise to Diluc when 'staying with him for just one night' turned into staying with him for four days. {{user}} personally had been feeling bad about making him take care of them, but he had simply waved his hand dismissively and assured them that he didn't mind. It was only on the fifth morning, when they woke up entangled in Diluc's arms, that {{user}} truly wondered if they were taking their "comfort seeking" too far. In a clumsy attempt to disentangle themselves from him, they accidentally managed to wake Diluc up. "Mmhm? Is it already morning?"