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Kaeya was half-dressed as he rustled through his drawers, cursing with a ferocity that only late mornings could bring. He whipped his clothes off, and was halfway to the bathroom when he heard his front door unlock. He spun around, head tilting.

The door opened.

Kaeya blinked. “Diluc?”

Diluc balanced two cups of coffee, and what looked like wrapped sandwiches into the apartment. He took one look at Kaeya, and scoffed. “Woke up late?”

Kaeya eyed the drinks and food for a full second before his eyes flicked up again.

“And you’re half-asleep too. Go take your shower.”

Kaeya didn’t question it. He finished his morning routine, and came back with slightly damp hair. His outfit hugged all the right places, which he wasn’t always concerned about… but having his boyfriend in his kitchen made him make sure he sprayed just the right amount of cologne. Darkwood and cherry, an intoxicating blend, lightly applied. He stepped out and crossed his arms. “So what exactly do I owe the pleasure of the oh so busy Diluc to travel from the winery to Mondstadt, for just me?”

“Don’t make me go back.” Diluc was already sipping his coffee. He put it down, and then unwrapped the sandwiches for them both. “I have business dealings to work out. City taxes. Forms. You know… figured I’d surprise you today.”

Kaeya smiled. He walked over and leaned down, capturing the corner of Diluc’s mouth with a small kiss.

Diluc winced, pretending to be annoyed the way he always did, but did not push away.

Kaeya knew he could have been tossed out the window of his third-story apartment unit if Diluc was really angry.

Diluc motioned to the sandwich. “You can’t stay long,” he murmured as he eyed the clock, “But at least eat up.”

Kaeya took a bite and moaned. He tried to talk, with his mouth full, and Diluc shot him a glare.

“Can’t you be half as charming to me as you are to everyone else?”

“Why?” Kaeya took another bite. He laughed as he chewed, swallowing first this time before saying, “You already know me at my worse. No use being mysterious with you.”

Diluc rolled his eyes, though the little upward curve at the ends of his lips betrayed his fake annoyance.

“Thank you for the surprise.” Kaeya kissed his cheek. “Will you be in Mondstadt for a while?”

“I’ll be here all day.” Diluc shrugged. “If that’s fine with you.”

“We should meet for lunch.” He kissed Diluc’s forehead.

Diluc rolled his eyes, but let himself smile. “Yeah. I’d like that. Anything you want.”

“Anything I want?” Kaeya waggled his eyebrows.

“I brought my claymore too, if you want me to shove it up your—”

Kaeya meeped, quickly taking another bite and running out the door.


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“I thought you were going to take today off,” Jean explained. “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry?” Kaeya frowned. Why would he take today off…? Jean had been overworking herself lately, makes sense she may have mixed up some sick days. “It’s fine. There’s a lot of work to do.” He sipped his coffee. “And I got here a little late. Gotta doll out missions, and figure out which sacrifice is going on Klee duty today.”

“Hertha took care of it,” Jean said with a small smile. She sighed and put her hands behind her back. “Like I said, I thought you wouldn’t be coming in today, so I already assigned your duties elsewhere. Why don’t you take today easy?”

“Huh?” Kaeya tilted his head. “I mean, I guess I’ll patrol inside the city… Call for me if you need me, okay?”

Jean nodded with a smile. “I will. Thank you, Kaeya.”


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Kaeya did not particularly enjoy patrolling days. He found them to be a bit boorish, honestly… though it was nice to be able to walk around Mondstadt and bump into people.

“Kaeya!” Sara, the owner of The Good Hunter, waved him. “Did you enjoy your coffee? I gave you my best roast!”

“Aww.” Kaeya waved back. “Thanks! It was great!” He didn’t particularly notice the difference between roasts, if he was being honest. His eyes, however, noticed a flash of red up above. He looked up. “Klee?” His eyebrows furrowed.

No, it couldn’t have been—

Kaeya whipped into action. He moved between buildings and jumped on to a crate. Climbing the building was easy, though he didn’t want to actually walk around on the rooftops. That’s how Amber kept getting her license taken away, plus there were enough complaints about the Traveller running around. The Traveller made constant noise on rooftops, apparently picking mushrooms, and Kaeya didn’t want to deal with any more paperwork.

He looked around for a bit, though, and saw no sign of Klee.


“I’m too imaginative,” he muttered.

He dropped down from the roof in a roll.

Kaeya sighed. “That’s what happens when you don’t give me something to do… my eyes start deceiving me.”


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The sun was high in the sky, not quite noon yet. Kaeya had been walking in the upper parts of the city, eyes looking to the statue of Barbados, when two hands clasped his arm. He almost screamed, but turned with a cool expression. “Barbara, what’s got you so flustered? Hardly fitting for an idol.”

“S-Sorry.” Barbara’s usual slow, melodic voice had been shattered; she spoke now with frantic haste, “There i-is a transgression within the ch-church! Those who seek to undo the light of Barbados, and bring indecent actions into his holy place!”

Kaeya’s eyes widened. “What!?”

“Forgive me for asking you on your holy day,” Barbara said with tears in her eyes, “But could y-you deal with this s-situation?”

Kaeya’s mind was racing.

Those who seek to undo the light—

The Abyss Order?

Kaeya nodded and moved, quickly, up the steps towards the church. He checked to make sure his sword was closely fastened and he put his hands on the door. He wanted to barge in there, but knew stealth would be the best method for now. He creaked the door open, just a bit, and saw the church empty.

He slipped inside.

He moved from pillar to pillar, hearing noise.

Movement, the rustling of clothes.

Kaeya pulled his blade, moving closer. He paused.

“A-Are you sure about this…?” Aether’s voice was heated, but gentle. “I mean… h-here?”

“Yeah, why not?”

“We’re in a church.”

“Yeah, a church to me!”

“Hm.” Aether’s voice went quiet. Then, “Alright.”

The sound of lips against lips, clothes rustling.

Kaeya closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath. “Holy Barbados…”

“Huh?” Venti peeked behind the pillar. “Someone call for me?—Oh hi Kaeya!”

Aether’s head popped out next, and his eyes widened. He ducked back in and the sound of clothes rustling intensified.

“Hey, maybe Kaeya’s here to join in, we don’t know—”

Kaeya swung his blade—striking the top of Venti’s head with the flat.


“Venti.” Kaeya sighed. “Don’t you have… some sense of morals?”

“This is the land of freedom!”

Aether stepped out, face red as he looked down. “S-Sorry.”

“You should be, Traveller. Don’t make me write up the Honorary Knight.”

Venti, still shirtless, put his hands on his hips. “Hey now, you know what we say in Mondstadt. Wine bottles are corked, so too are my lips sealed!”

Kaeya put a hand to his forehead.

The doors blasted open.

“By Barbados’ name!” Barbara began hurling bolts of water. “How dare you!?”

“Wha—” Venti jumped left, dodging one.

Aether ducked behind Kaeya.

“Barb’!” Kaeya raised his hands. “I got this!”

“In Barbados’ name!”

Venti looked at Aether. “Should I tell her?”

Aether just yanked Venti’s collar and ran out of the church.

Barbara gave chase, volleying spell after spell.

Kaeya stared for a long time. He looked at the floor, where puddles of water littered the walkway. “Better grab a mop…”


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“Outrider.” Kaeya put a hand on his hip. An hour later, Kaeya found himself just outside the barracks as Amber had been walking out. “Report.”

Amber saluted. “Already did! To Jean directly.”

“Oh.” Kaeya looked at her. “Well—”

“Oh!” Amber hopped in place once. “Also! I know you were scheduled some early patrols this week. I decided to take them all, since you like to sleep in, Captain!”

Kaeya blinked. “Oh.”

Amber gave a thumbs up. “Consider it my gift to you!”

Kaeya tilted his head. “You sure?”

Amber saluted again then turned towards the railing. She ran and leapt onto the railing, kicking off as she extended her glider.

“That’s.” Kaeya sighed. “That’s a violation of Code Thirty-Two…”

Kaeya sighed, wondering if he should stop by Klee’s room since he was already here…

“Kaeya!” A woman with brown hair and glasses turned to him. She had her hands behind her back as she dipped a bit to the side. “Fancy meeting you here.”

“Dr. Livingstone, I work here.”

“Yes, but today is—Anyway. I’m sure you are very busy, as always. But I just need a moment of your time. Could you give this to Dr. Edith for me?” She offered a smile. “I was planning to deliver it myself but something else came up…

Kaeya smiled. “I understand.”

“Luckily I have you to help.” Dr. Livingstone gave a big sigh of relief. “I am very grateful.”

Kaeya nodded.

At least it was something to do.

It didn’t take too long to find her, by the main fountain.

“Hmm, I wonder why my delivery hasn’t arrived…” Dr. Edith was humming to herself. Her eyes flicked up. “Kaeya! How can I help?”

Kaeya offered the package. “You must be looking for these.”

“Oh!” Dr. Edith blinked. “I never expected you to be the one delivering this!”

“Dr. Edith, I’ve done this at least four hundred times for you.”

“Yes, but today—” She shook her head. “I shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth. This is a huge help. Please, take these.”

“Oh.” Kaeya took the random assortment of goods and smiled as Dr. Edith walked off.

“Ever the helpful are we?”

Kaeya turned around.

Lisa offered a gentle smile. “Surprised to see you walking around town helping people. Seems like you’re reliving your early days with the Knights.”

“I don’t have any tasks today.” Kaeya pushed some of his hair back. “Seems everyone wants to lend me a hand today, being the dashingly handsome man I am, only fair I return the favour, no?”

“Of course.” Lisa rolled her eyes, but smiled. “Now, Kaeya. I was actually seeking you out. You don’t happy to have Calla Lilies, do you?”

“Yeah.” Kaeya nodded. “I keep a few with me, always.”

“Of course you do.” She took them from his hands. “Since they remind you of Diluc and all.”


Lisa turned towards the alchemy table, giving a small wave to Timaeus.

Kaeya stared at the alchemy table then to Lisa. “Should this really just be out in the open like this…?”

Lisa stepped away from the table with two potions in hand.

“That was fast, Lisa. Too fast.” His eyes narrowed. “What are they for…?”

“Just. Experiments…” Lisa gave a small shrug.

Kaeya swallowed hard. “What experiments?”

“Listen, Kaeya, what I do with Bennet and Razor is no concern to you.”


Lisa just waved as she began walking off.

“No, Lisa, wait—!”


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Klee loved being Klee.

Klee loved being a spark knight! She put another circular orb on the rooftop and did a little shimmy as she moved exactly six steps before putting another circular orb. Her mom had always told her at least five steps between bombs, but Klee was small.

Six Klee steps was almost five mom steps, and safety was important.

Placing another bomb on the roof of yet another house, Klee gave it a little pet. “Now you wait right there until I tell you when. When Klee says so, you have to go boom, okay?”


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Kaeya sat on the edge of the fountain, staring up at the sky.

“Calvary Captain working too hard?”

Kaeya snapped to attention.

Diluc stood in front of him, smirking.

Kaeya relaxed, almost huffing.

Diluc offered a hand.

Kaeya took it, letting Diluc pull him up. “How’s business matters?”

“It’s fine.” Diluc pursed his lips. “I filled out the tax form incorrectly… I missed a line. That’s what I get for staying up too late. Luckily, I don’t have to entirely redo it as they’ll accept it with an addendum.”

Kaeya smirked. “You should relax more.”

“So should you.”

“Please.” Kaeya rolled his shoulder. “I’m better than Jean. She thought I took today off.”

Diluc rolled his eyes. “Funny.” He tugged Kaeya’s hand. “I know I got breakfast from the Good Hunter, but we can grab a quick bite here again if you want.”

“Sounds fine to me.”

After giving Sarah their orders, they sat at the small table closest to the edge of the patio.

Diluc bit into his meal.

Kaeya rolled his eyes. “And that’s what our dear Traveller has been getting up to.”

“Remind me to talk to Venti,” Diluc said with a sharpness in his eye.

Kaeya smiled. “That’s more pressing to you than Lisa, with a love potion?”

“Bennet and Razor have been sparring often…” Diluc put a hand to his chin, humming. “I don’t particularly have an eye for romantic intent, though. Lisa does. And…” He winced. “Even I dare not cross Lisa…”

Kaeya shivered. “My day got worse, too. Sucrose tried to cook up Paimon, since she took Traveller’s emergency food a bit too earnestly.”

Diluc snorted. “Poor thing…”

“Who? Paimon or Sucrose?”


Kaeya cracked a smile. “And—”

But he was cut off by voices growing louder.

Diluc was only halfway through his meal, and the look on his face was nothing but disappointment.

Kaeya gave an apologetic look. “Duty calls…”

Diluc just nodded. “I get it. Go.”

Kaeya ran over, especially as the voices got even louder.

“Does your meagre mind not comprehend the sanctity of my engagements? You do not give credence to the thought that my ventures are being lionised.”

“Ugh!” Mona was thrashing her hat. “I’m just saying let me do the easy missions! I need money!”

“Hm.” Fischl crossed her arms and raised her chin, looking away. “Mora does not have no spell to bind my actions. Mora is of no concern to me.”

“It’s a concern to me!”

Kaeya approached the adventurer’s guild and began slowing down his run.

Mona whimpered, “I need to pay rent.”

Kaeya cut in, “Are there other commissions?”

“Sir Kaeya, Captain of the Glorious Cavalry.” Fischl put a hand over her covered eye. “One who shares in mystic sight with me. You grace me with your transcendent presence upon the date of which your constellations shines brightest. A slip remains bequeathed upon Katheryne’s call.”

“Mein Fräulein,” Oz explained, “Says there is one commission still available.”

Mona snatched it and whimpered. “Destroy forty-seven hillichurl towers? Are you kidding me?”

Fischl hummed. “I shall do it!”

“No!” Mona held the paper close to her chest. “It’s mine!”

Kaeya looked between them. “Uh.” He looked up. “Katheryne!”

Katheryne had dead eyes as she simply said, “Rebooting.”

Kaeya winced. “Not again…”

Fischl pulled out her bow. “I will bring thundering judgement and the fury of my arrows upon the constructions empirical of the hillichurls.”

“No!” Mona towards the gate. “I’ll do it first!”

Kaeya pinched the ridge of his brow. “Aren’t there easier commissions?”

“The Traveller,” Katheryne, no longer rebooting, explained, “Already completed those today. That was the last commission left.”

Kaeya turned to Fischl. “Your Highness.” He gave a sweeping bow.

Fischl put a hand to her heart. “How may I bring ease of times to you and yours, Sir Kaeya? Please hasten your speech, as forty-seven hillichurl towers stand that soon will not.”

“Uhh.” Kaeya blinked. “If you will listen to such a humble servant’s perspective… As Princess, it’s important for you to not over coddle your people. Surely, you must let them face challenges to inspire confidence and independence. Right?”

Fischl considered it, and hummed.

Oz gave a low hum. “Wise words, Sir Kaeya.”

“It is important that Mona gets to complete a number of commissions too.”

“Your secret sight and mine have aligned!” Fischl nodded deeply. “Then I shall assist Lady Mona… though I will allow her to take the glory and prize of this hunt! Oz! With me!”

“At once, Mein Fräulein!”

Kaeya watched them go and huffed. He looked back to the Good Hunter, but Diluc had already left. He gave a sad pout. “What a day…” He glanced over. “Hey Katheryne—”


Kaeya closed his mouth and looked at the floor. He huffed. “Alright...”


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The day was ending, and that’s what was important to Kaeya. He was lucky enough to be given hours during the day. The guards who pulled the afternoons, and even worse—nights—lived harder lives. Kaeya had of course started as an overnight guard, desperate to move up in rank.

It was almost dark.

He took a walk near the side exit of Mondstadt. “Hertha!”

Hertha turned to him, smiling. “What? You want to see your reputation with Mondstadt?”

“Please.” Kaeya smirked. “I already got my special glider.” He waved her off. “Jean said all my troops gave their mission reports to you today?”

“Yeah.” She pulled out wrapped scrolls. “They’re all here.”

Kaeya took it with a nod and began going through the sheets of paper. “You dolled them out this morning?”

“No, Captain Albedo did,” Hertha explained, “I just offered to collect the reports.”

Kaeya nodded along. He read them, one by one… and then began flipping the pages, almost frantically. Hurriedly, he almost tore the pages as he was cycling through the reports.

Hertha turned to him, blinking. “What’s wrong?”

“Uh.” Kaeya’s eyes almost seemed to bulge out of his sockets. “Who was assigned to Klee duty today?”

Hertha stared at him, blankly, and then her jaw dropped.

Kaeya almost hissed. “Oh shit—”


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Klee hummed happily, looking at her work. Little orbs covered every rooftop of Mondstadt. She clapped, excitedly, and did a little dance. “Mom always said it feels good when hard work pays off!” She put her hands on her hips, triumphantly.


Bombs everywhere.


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Kaeya kicked down the door of what had unofficially been called Klee’s room. He stared, into the abyss, and his heart sank. “She’s not here!” He turned and frantically yelled, “She’s not here!”

A few soldiers in the barracks stopped, staring at him.

“Find Klee!” he yelled at them all. His eyes caught sight of red and he felt a glimmer of hope. “Outrider!”

Amber gave a firm salute. “I saw her on the rooftops earlier!”

Kaeya’s eyes widened. He hadn’t been imagining it. But. But that was almost eight hours ago. “When did you see her?”

“About an hour ago?”

Seven. Seven hours.

“Oh fuck.” Kaeya ran out of the barracks and threw himself off the railings, ignoring Code Thirty-Two, and barreled his way into the main plaza.

Jean turned to him. “Kaeya—”

“Not now!” Kaeya spun around, frantically, and yelled, “Klee!”

His voice boomed, echoing upon the winds of Mondstadt.

“Mister Kaeya!” came the soft voice.

Kaeya spun around, looking atop the tallest building in the area. “Klee!”

“Kaeya!” Klee had her hands up, excitedly. “I’m aaaaaaall done.”

“Done.” Kaeya smiled. “Done what!?” His eyes bulged, lips twisting aghast. “Done what, Klee!?”

“The preparations.”

“Do the preparations include bombs, Klee?”

“Lots!” Klee bounced up and down. “Lots and lots.” She put her hands together. “Three hundred bombs!”


“I prepared all month!”

“Klee!” Kaeya roared, “The rules!”

“The rules are… Explosion inside city wall, grounded be thy woe. Explosions can hurt people, and Jean can be dreadful. Mondstadt be bombed, Klee be doomed.” Klee shook her head. “It’ll all be okay! Because they’re not on the walls of Mondstadt, they’re on the ceiling!”

“Klee!” Kaeya’s head turned. “Amber!”

Amber was on a rooftop, legs shaking. “I c-can’t…” She gasped. “They’re everywhere, Captain! I might set one off by accident!”

“Think. Think.” Kaeya shut his eyes, focusing on Elemental Sight. His eyes opened and he felt a boom as everything shifted into elemental focus. If he could find someone who could help, someone with wind—Venti. Venti, could help! His eyes trailed the green waves and—

Between two buildings, in an alleyway, Aether’s mouth was pressed up against Venti’s, hands sliding under his shirt.

Not enough time.

Not wind, then. Water?


Forty-seven hillichurl towers.



“In Barbados’ name!” Barbara screamed as she began hurling water bolts at Venti, “Again!?”

Fuck. Shit. No—

Kaeya turned to Klee. “Okay! Just! Don’t set any of them off, okay?”

“But, Mister Kaeya.” Klee put a hand to her head and tilted it. “The fuse is already going. It’s a celebration!”

“What are you celebrating, Klee?”


“Klee that was a month ago!”

“Oh.” Klee put a hand to her lips again. “That’s at the end of October… what happens at the end of November again?”

Kaeya realised.

“Oh! I remember!”

Kaeya whispered, “It’s my—”

Klee threw her arms up, just as three hundred bombs began to shoot to the sky.

“You know…” Diluc had said, “Figured I’d surprise you today.”

“I thought you were going to take today off,” Jean had explained. “I’m sorry.”

 Barbara had grabbed his arm while saying, “Forgive me for asking you on your holy day.”

“One who shares in mystic sight with me.” Fischl had a hand over her covered eye. “You grace me with your transcendent presence upon the date of which your constellations shines brightest.”

Hell even Dr. Edith had said—

“Mister Kaeya! It’s your day!”

Kaeya saw three hundred streaks of light going to the sky and he reached for it, helpless.

The soaring sound, like a sharp whistle, blanketed the sky.

Everyone in Mondstadt stopped, staring straight up.

“Mister Kaeya… Happy Burpday!”

Against the velvet dark of the sky, meridians of orange and red blasted into existence. Flakes of colour emitted rainbow bursts, fiery booms like stars bursting into nebulas one after another. Brilliant light and vivacious hues exploding in an almost rhythm.

Kaeya stared and watched the light show.

The lines continued to soar up, burning flashes of hot sparks which fizzled out in the cold air. The sound was almost supersonic and yet all around him, people began cheering, clapping, whistling as the lights continued.

Kaeya blinked. “It’s my birthday…”

Klee ran to the ledge and hopped off the building.

The light show went on.

Kaeya ran, catching her. “This was for me?”

“Happy Burpday, Mister Kaeya.” Klee smiled wide. “I didn’t know what to do… and I didn’t have enough money to buy anything except supplies… so I thought fire works.”

“Fireworks?” Kaeya looked up, watching the sparkle of colours, lights, smiling. “Who’s going to clean all of this up, Klee?”

“I don’t know. I never did this before.”


A hand tapped on his shoulder.

Kaeya looked behind him.

Noelle smiled. “Allow me to do the cleanup.” She did a small curtsey. “You enjoy your evening off. Happy burpday.”

“It’s.” Kaeya closed his eyes. He put Klee down and sighed. “I need a drink.”


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He didn’t expect Diona to turn him away from the tavern, so he headed back home. It was only as he opened the door that the warm aroma hit him. He blinked and stepped in a bit further, taking off his boots. “Hello?”

Diluc stepped out of the kitchen.

Kaeya smiled. “Hi.”

“I heard three hundred explosions.”

“The Knights of Favonius have it under control.”

“I see.”

Kaeya finished taking off his boots and walked over. “It’s my burpday.”



“What did you say?”

“I said birthday.”

“No, before that.”

“I’m pretty sure I said birthday.”

“Huh.” Diluc stared at him, still holding a spatula. He walked back over to the kitchen.

“It’s my birthday…” Kaeya smiled to himself as he followed. “That’s why you got me breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Spent the whole day in Mondstadt, huh?”

“I did need to fill out the tax forms,” Diluc admitted, “But hitting two birds with one stone was an option.” He began plating the food.

Kaeya took one of Diluc’s hands, smiling. “You’re wearing my favourite.”

Diluc glanced down to his black nail polish. “And?”

“Did you doll yourself up for me?”

“You flatter yourself.” Diluc scoffed. “I dolled myself up for me.”

Kaeya leaned on the kitchen counter and smiled.

Diluc leaned over, needing to stretch a bit to let their lips meet. “Come. Eat.”

“Ah, your specialty dish.” Kaeya eyed the layers of soft rib meat, interlayered with potato and cheese, small lamp grass too. “Nothing quite like this.”

“It’s an advantageous meal,” Diluc admitted. “I feel like I crit harder when I eat it, and more often.”




After eating, the two of them laid on the couch together. Kaeya on his back, Diluc resting his head on Kaeya’s chest. The two of them stayed like that for a long while.

“Did you have a good day, Kaeya?”

Kaeya thought about it and laughed. “Yeah.” He smiled. “It was… one for the books, alright.” He eyed Diluc. “Did you really not see the fireworks?”

“Of course I did.” Diluc rolled his eyes. “I just wanted to help you save face.”


“So do you admit the Knights of Favonius are technically to blame? I desperately hope the tax money I had to redo today isn’t going to the Knights’ cleanup efforts.”

“Hey,” Kaeya whined. “It’s my burpday, be nice to me.”

Diluc wiggled closer, kissing his cheek. “Sorry.” He smiled. “Happy burpday, Kaeya.”

Kaeya grinned, kissing him deeply.