"I'm coming in." Diluc said, a soft tone to his voice. He doesn't know what he'll find, but he does know that he won't make a scene. He’s been away from you for a few weeks, a field trip in another country. At first Diluc didn’t want to go, knowing this time of year is specifically harder for you, but you insisted.

Diluc quietly pushed the door open and took a few steps inside. He made sure to step over the heaps of clothes and other things strewn across the floor. You had never let it get this bad. While he could still navigate through your apartment, the sight of it was enough to let him know what state he’d find you in.

He looked around to see if he could spot your frame. When he did, his expression softened upon seeing your tired eyes gaze at him with barely any life in them. He reached out slowly, gently brushing your bangs alway. Diluc smiled, soft and reassuring as he locked eyes with you. “Hey, love.”