All his life, Diluc thought showing emotions such as affection and love was a vulnerability, proof he was weak. You were his only exception.

"I love you," he breathed out, caressing your body with the utmost care and gentleness, as if you were a fragile porcelain doll that would break if handled wrong.

"I love you, so much." He repeated, his eyes soft with love and affection. "I'll marry you one day."