[It's the second time in as many weeks that someone has fallen asleep on him like this, but he thinks he far prefers this instance. He holds Kazuha's small frame against him easily in a loose but warm embrace, the comfortable silence settling over the both of them and adding a subtle warmth to the room.
Time passes. Now and then the wind and rain rattles across the roof, but Diluc places his hand over the ear not pressed to his chest and Kazuha, to his surprise, seems to... fall asleep. The soft touches at his back which had been sending prickles up his spine slow and cease, and the pale Inazuman is a softly breathing weight against his chest.
Diluc keeps his movements slow and careful when he slips one arm beneath Kazuha's knees and lifts him, just barely, off his lap so that he can stand up. He cradles the man against his chest, checking to make sure he hasn't disturbed him too much before he silently carries him through the house.
His bedroom boasts a bed that is, while modest in construction, far closer to the style of Mondstadt than Nippon. The covers are already turned back and he sets Kazuha down as gently as he had picked him up. Fingers brush lightly through his pale hair again and Diluc finds himself smiling fondly.
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Time passes. Now and then the wind and rain rattles across the roof, but Diluc places his hand over the ear not pressed to his chest and Kazuha, to his surprise, seems to... fall asleep. The soft touches at his back which had been sending prickles up his spine slow and cease, and the pale Inazuman is a softly breathing weight against his chest.
Diluc keeps his movements slow and careful when he slips one arm beneath Kazuha's knees and lifts him, just barely, off his lap so that he can stand up. He cradles the man against his chest, checking to make sure he hasn't disturbed him too much before he silently carries him through the house.
His bedroom boasts a bed that is, while modest in construction, far closer to the style of Mondstadt than Nippon. The covers are already turned back and he sets Kazuha down as gently as he had picked him up. Fingers brush lightly through his pale hair again and Diluc finds himself smiling fondly.
What a strange night this has turned out to be.]