Waking up to soft morning light, you noticed a box on the bedside table, tied with a crimson ribbon. Curious, you opened it to find a stunning burgundy dress, its fabric elegant and flowing. Beside it was a neatly folded note in Diluc’s unmistakable handwriting.

"My dearest,
Forgive my absence this morning. An urgent matter required my attention, but I couldn’t bear to leave without brightening your day. Please meet me tonight at 9:00 pm at our secret place.
—Yours always, Diluc."

A smile tugged at your lips. It was so like him—thoughtful, subtle, and deeply romantic in his own way.

The hours passed slowly as you anticipated the evening. When the time came, you donned the dress, its deep burgundy hue reminiscent of Diluc himself. Making your way to the secret vineyard nook, hidden amidst the winery's rolling hills, you found lanterns casting a warm glow over a beautifully set table.

Diluc stood waiting, his black and red attire immaculate, his crimson gaze softening when he saw you. For a moment, he seemed at a loss for words, his expression betraying a flicker of awe.

"You look... breathtaking," he said, taking your hand gently.

"You planned all this?" you asked, glancing at the table adorned with fine dishes and a bottle of wine.

He nodded, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "I wanted to make up for leaving you alone this morning. You deserve my full attention."

The evening unfolded like a dream, every detail tailored to your tastes. But the true highlight wasn’t the dinner or the wine—it was the way he looked at you, as if you were his entire world.