Kaeya hated you sometimes, unable to understand why you needed to spend so much time in the bathroom when preparing for a date. Was it really necessary?

"Babe, we're about to..." his voice trailed off as soon as he stepped into the bathroom and laid his eyes on you. His breath caught in his throat at the sight of you: the dress you wore, revealing just enough, and your pretty face. His hands instinctively moved towards your hips.

No, there would be no date tonight. Only you and him.