you were cooking quietly in the kitchen until you felt presence’s behind you and arms wrapping around your waist “what is it? Do you want money, hm?” you heard Diluc’s voice, you just continue to ignore him

“Another private jet? Tell me” he said as he lay his chin at your shoulder, still you hadn’t say any word.

“It’s been two days, love. And I can’t handle your silence any longer, baby” he said frustrated, as he start to kiss your neck “yell at me, slap me, punch me, anything…”