anbruch: ( ᴄʜʀᴏᴍᴇsᴛʜᴇsɪᴀ: ᴅɴs. ) (ɪ ᴋɪssᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ)
𝑑𝑖𝑙𝑢𝑐 𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑟. ([personal profile] anbruch) wrote in [community profile] sail_ooc 2022-06-09 01:23 am (UTC)

[ isn't it? what really is it, that either of them want? when he was young, diluc once thought he knew everything. he once thought he knew what lay in the palm of his hand, the shape of his desire and the warmth of its skin. he once thought it was all he could do, to listen to what was given to him. his own father's legacy, the approval of mond - what more could he want? how foolish he'd been, when the rain blew in. how naïve. (and yet, he remembers the cool of his hands. he remembers the first, simple sentences. he remembers, a blue shard of ice through the heart.)

there's no use in recalling, diluc thinks, what never was. twin and binary stars, destined only to tear one another apart - what really was left of them? balled up to the chest, tucked behind teeth, it's only the littlest things. diluc keeps them, hand over fist. ]


Is this how the Knights of Favonius treat all their relations these days? [ petty back-biting, little flashes of teeth. that's all that it is. and still, diluc leans. the red of his palm touches the bend of the furthest straw, idly supports it. it is a gesture of good will on any other, but as kaeya has so stupidly insisted, diluc will happily shove his nose in it. ] After you, Sir Kaeya.

[ go ahead, diluc thinks. the corners of his mouth tick up just slightly. ]

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