#kaeluc #luckae Kaeya has always struggled with migraines when he reads for too long (hc about his cursed hidden eye) and Diluc has helped him ever since he got his Vision.
Until he went on his Retribution: World Tour.
Until he went on his Retribution: World Tour.
When Diluc returned to Mond, it had completely slipped his mind until Kaeya sauntered into Angel's Share with an oddly pinched version of his usual smarmy grin.
Not that anyone else seemed to notice. Diluc opted to observe from behind the bar as Kaeya charmed his tipsy quarry.
Not that anyone else seemed to notice. Diluc opted to observe from behind the bar as Kaeya charmed his tipsy quarry.
Kaeya's lilting voice and pretty laughter had his quarry hook, line, and sinker, but Diluc felt uneasy.
There was something wrong with Kaeya.
But Kaeya seemed intent on getting his intel that night, and Diluc decided against chasing away his drinking "buddy" for the time being.
There was something wrong with Kaeya.
But Kaeya seemed intent on getting his intel that night, and Diluc decided against chasing away his drinking "buddy" for the time being.
The night went on uneventfully and he regularly stole glances at the table Kaeya was at.
Just when he turned his back to mix a drink for another customer when he heard Kaeya's companion say, "Not so slick now are you, Captain?"
Just when he turned his back to mix a drink for another customer when he heard Kaeya's companion say, "Not so slick now are you, Captain?"
Diluc has the man against the wall in seconds.
"What did you do to him?" Diluc growls, eyes blazing.
"Why do you care?" he spat, trying to wrench his arms from Diluc's grasp.
The tavern has gone quiet.
"Everyone, out!" Diluc barks, and everyone scrambles out.
"What did you do to him?" Diluc growls, eyes blazing.
"Why do you care?" he spat, trying to wrench his arms from Diluc's grasp.
The tavern has gone quiet.
"Everyone, out!" Diluc barks, and everyone scrambles out.
"Apologies, sir, but you'll have to find your fix elsewhere tonight," Diluc says to man waiting on his drink. He nods quickly and scurries out of the tavern, closing the door behind him.
Diluc sighs and rolls his head, his neck cracking.
"Alright, talk." He heats up his hands.
Diluc sighs and rolls his head, his neck cracking.
"Alright, talk." He heats up his hands.
"Okay, okay! I just slipped a small something into his drink. It just makes him a little drowsy, that's it!"
Diluc spares a glance at Kaeya, who is doubled over the table, his eyebrows furrowed and sweat beading on his forehead.
"Sure doesn't look it," he snaps.
Diluc spares a glance at Kaeya, who is doubled over the table, his eyebrows furrowed and sweat beading on his forehead.
"Sure doesn't look it," he snaps.
Diluc twists the man's arm further and he screams.
"I swear it's true! I don't know why he's reacting like this!" he babbles.
A whimper leaves Kaeya's lips. Diluc doesn't have time for this.
He knocks the man out and ties him up quickly before tending to Kaeya.
"I swear it's true! I don't know why he's reacting like this!" he babbles.
A whimper leaves Kaeya's lips. Diluc doesn't have time for this.
He knocks the man out and ties him up quickly before tending to Kaeya.
Kaeya's breathing is laboured and his face ashen.
"'Luc," Kaeya whimpers, his eyes screwed shut.
"I'm here," Diluc puts a hand on his back and Kaeya's eyes widen before he lurches.
"Bucket!"
Diluc retrieves one just in time for Kaeya to empty his stomach into it.
"'Luc," Kaeya whimpers, his eyes screwed shut.
"I'm here," Diluc puts a hand on his back and Kaeya's eyes widen before he lurches.
"Bucket!"
Diluc retrieves one just in time for Kaeya to empty his stomach into it.
Kaeya's knuckles are white as he clutches the edge of the bucket with shaky hands. Hot tears flow freely down his cheeks as he heaves and sobs.
Diluc's heart clenches.
Kaeya /hates/ throwing up. As a kid, he resisted the urge to the very end, sleeping it off whenever he could.
Diluc's heart clenches.
Kaeya /hates/ throwing up. As a kid, he resisted the urge to the very end, sleeping it off whenever he could.
Diluc pours Kaeya a glass of water and sits on the floor next to him.
"Help me," Kaeya whimpers.
"I'm sorry, Kae." There's nothing they can do except let Kaeya ride it out.
Kaeya heaves again. Diluc does the only thing he can think of—warming his hand and rubbing his back.
"Help me," Kaeya whimpers.
"I'm sorry, Kae." There's nothing they can do except let Kaeya ride it out.
Kaeya heaves again. Diluc does the only thing he can think of—warming his hand and rubbing his back.
Kaeya finally sits up, but he's unsteady. Diluc pulls him to his chest and wipes his mouth with a handkerchief.
"Drink," he murmurs, pressing the glass of water to Kaeya's lips.
Diluc tips the glass slowly, giving Kaeya time to take small sips.
"M' sorry," Kaeya rasps.
"Drink," he murmurs, pressing the glass of water to Kaeya's lips.
Diluc tips the glass slowly, giving Kaeya time to take small sips.
"M' sorry," Kaeya rasps.
"It's not your fault," Diluc says gently, stroking his sweaty bangs away from his face. "You looked off when you came in. What happened?"
Kaeya waves a hand dismissively. "Just tired from paperwork. I swiped a pile from Jean. She was so tired she didn't even notice."
Kaeya waves a hand dismissively. "Just tired from paperwork. I swiped a pile from Jean. She was so tired she didn't even notice."
Ah, the bane of every knight's existence: paperwork.
Diluc frowns. Has he been holed up in his office reading the whole day?
Kaeya was never fond of reading. It's not like he couldn't, it's just that he too much reading would result in him getting a migraine—
"You idiot."
Diluc frowns. Has he been holed up in his office reading the whole day?
Kaeya was never fond of reading. It's not like he couldn't, it's just that he too much reading would result in him getting a migraine—
"You idiot."
"I'll have you know—"
Kaeya's complaint dies on his lips when he feels Diluc's warm hands rest on his temples. He sags against Diluc and closes his eyes.
"Thank you."
Kaeya's complaint dies on his lips when he feels Diluc's warm hands rest on his temples. He sags against Diluc and closes his eyes.
"Thank you."
Diluc kisses the crown of his head before muttering something about how hard it could be for the knights to write a decent report, earning a chuckle from Kaeya.
"You could always help us out in the office," he teases.
"You could always help us out in the office," he teases.
Diluc scoffs.
"You'd think I'd have grown out of this by now," Kaeya muses, toying at his eyepatch. "But I guess it'll always be a part of me."
Diluc sucks in a breath. Kaeya has avoided talking about his ties to Khaenri'ah since that night.
"You'd think I'd have grown out of this by now," Kaeya muses, toying at his eyepatch. "But I guess it'll always be a part of me."
Diluc sucks in a breath. Kaeya has avoided talking about his ties to Khaenri'ah since that night.
"Tell me if it happens again," Diluc says, massaging his temples.
"Diluc—"
"I mean it," Diluc insists, "I'll make time."
Kaeya remembers wild red curls framing an earnest smile, the promise of comfort and protection in little warm hands.
He smiles and leans into Diluc.
"Diluc—"
"I mean it," Diluc insists, "I'll make time."
Kaeya remembers wild red curls framing an earnest smile, the promise of comfort and protection in little warm hands.
He smiles and leans into Diluc.
// stopping here for now! there's a bit more story left, but i suppose this is also a pretty natural ending. thanks for reading!
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Kaeya wakes up with a foul taste in his mouth. He opens his eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling and groans.
The light peeking through the curtains tells him that he's beyond late.
Jean will have his head.
He jumps out of bed only to realise someone had put him in sleepwear.
The light peeking through the curtains tells him that he's beyond late.
Jean will have his head.
He jumps out of bed only to realise someone had put him in sleepwear.
Diluc, his brain supplies helpfully and his face heats up.
He tugs on his clothes (neatly folded by one fussy Ragnvindr and placed on the dresser) and hurries to the Knights of Favonius Headquarters.
"Sir Kaeya?" The guards look perplexed but Kaeya is too frazzled to notice.
He tugs on his clothes (neatly folded by one fussy Ragnvindr and placed on the dresser) and hurries to the Knights of Favonius Headquarters.
"Sir Kaeya?" The guards look perplexed but Kaeya is too frazzled to notice.
He bids them good day before sprinting to Jean's office.
He raps on the door, catching his breath. His head is spinning. He hears a muffled "Come in" and he pushes open the door.
"Apologies, Jean, I—Diluc?" Kaeya gapes. The redhead raises an eyebrow. "What are you doing here?"
He raps on the door, catching his breath. His head is spinning. He hears a muffled "Come in" and he pushes open the door.
"Apologies, Jean, I—Diluc?" Kaeya gapes. The redhead raises an eyebrow. "What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing," Diluc retorts.
"Uh, reporting for duty?" Kaeya's head throbs and he grimaces. Diluc crosses the room swiftly and cups the sides of his head with his warm hands.
"Not when you're like this," Diluc says, his thumbs stroking his temples.
"Uh, reporting for duty?" Kaeya's head throbs and he grimaces. Diluc crosses the room swiftly and cups the sides of his head with his warm hands.
"Not when you're like this," Diluc says, his thumbs stroking his temples.
"He asked for you to have the day off," Jean supplies. "And to suggest…alternative paperwork arrangements." She coughs into her hand, blushing lightly.
"…You did /not/ just lecture our Acting Grandmaster."
"It's for both your sakes. You're awful at delegating work."
"'Luc!"
"…You did /not/ just lecture our Acting Grandmaster."
"It's for both your sakes. You're awful at delegating work."
"'Luc!"
The knights begin to notice Master Diluc having regular meetings with the Cavalry Captain.
"Nothing like a metaphorical "get along" shirt, huh?" Someone comments one day. "Since they're always at odds in Angel's Share."
They couldn't be further from the truth.
"Nothing like a metaphorical "get along" shirt, huh?" Someone comments one day. "Since they're always at odds in Angel's Share."
They couldn't be further from the truth.
"Stop babying me," Kaeya whines half-heartedly as Diluc carries him to the couch in his office for his weekly migraine intervention.
"You love it," Diluc teases. Kaeya grumbles and Diluc plants a kiss on his head.
"This isn't an imposition. I want to take care of you. Let me?"
"You love it," Diluc teases. Kaeya grumbles and Diluc plants a kiss on his head.
"This isn't an imposition. I want to take care of you. Let me?"
One knight has the misfortune of catching Kaeya with his head on Diluc's lap. He only meant to give a report.
But the glare they shoot him is enough to silence him. He hurries to close the door, praying never to incur the combined fury of the Cavalry Captains past and present.
But the glare they shoot him is enough to silence him. He hurries to close the door, praying never to incur the combined fury of the Cavalry Captains past and present.
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