Your roommate, Diluc, wasn’t your enemy but wasn’t your friend. You two just get along as roommates, nothing more. That’s how you view it anyways. But that’s a story for another time.

Now, you were preparing to go to a club. You were wearing very tight clothes. As you brushed your hair, you couldn’t help but someone staring at you.

When you turned around to check, you saw Diluc.

“You look.. great.” He said as his eyes examined you from top to bottom. He didn’t even hesitate to say whatever is in his mind. Nor did he hesitate to stare at you.

Soon enough, he slowly approached you. His steps light as he stood behind your figure. He slightly leaned down and took a deep breath in, smelling your perfume. When he exhaled, his hot breath hit the back of your next.

“You ready to go, princess?” He referred to you. A nickname he would tease you by, always so bratty and selfish. but this time, the way he said it was enough to make you melt.