the silence between you and diluc was deafeningly loud. his face had an array of emotions. confusion, shock, dishevelment, and — is he blushing? holy shit he is.

diluc’s widened eyes are still sharply peering at your lips as you stand leaning over his desk, his chest heaving softly as his face warms. his previous anger is still prevalent in his trembling hands, but his mind seems to be somewhere else.

if you dont say or do something, no one will, all you can do is go with pride now