[ kaeya is, perhaps, a little unsteadier than he otherwise might be were he entirely sober, but considering he's been drinking for hours, he's actually doing quite well for himself. and he plans to make good on his offer.
so while diluc tends to the glasses, kaeya meanders around the tavern proper, pushing chairs back in, gathering up abandoned glasses that diluc hasn't yet gotten to, and depositing them in the sink. it's quiet, and.. it's nice. it's just a silly thing, the two of them tending to the angel's share, it's nothing exciting, or groundbreaking, but just.. existing in the same space as diluc, peacefully - it's warm and nostalgic. kaeya could visit any tavern in mondstadt (and on occasion, he does), but this is where his heart lingers, where he comes after difficult, long days, in the hopes that diluc will be behind the bar.
of course, kaeya has to ruin everything. he can't just let this idyllic moment be.
before he can set to washing the glasses, he'll need to get himself a cloth, but they're tucked into a drawer that diluc so happens to be standing in front of. rather than ask him to scoot, like any normal person might, kaeya instead steps up behind him and reaches around him - one arm forward, to snag a dishrag, while the other settles on diluc's hip. kaeya's chin hooks over his shoulder, and he grins like a jackal, his breath gusting against diluc's ear and throat. ]
Sorry, sorry. I'll be out of your way in a moment.
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so while diluc tends to the glasses, kaeya meanders around the tavern proper, pushing chairs back in, gathering up abandoned glasses that diluc hasn't yet gotten to, and depositing them in the sink. it's quiet, and.. it's nice. it's just a silly thing, the two of them tending to the angel's share, it's nothing exciting, or groundbreaking, but just.. existing in the same space as diluc, peacefully - it's warm and nostalgic. kaeya could visit any tavern in mondstadt (and on occasion, he does), but this is where his heart lingers, where he comes after difficult, long days, in the hopes that diluc will be behind the bar.
of course, kaeya has to ruin everything. he can't just let this idyllic moment be.
before he can set to washing the glasses, he'll need to get himself a cloth, but they're tucked into a drawer that diluc so happens to be standing in front of. rather than ask him to scoot, like any normal person might, kaeya instead steps up behind him and reaches around him - one arm forward, to snag a dishrag, while the other settles on diluc's hip. kaeya's chin hooks over his shoulder, and he grins like a jackal, his breath gusting against diluc's ear and throat. ]
Sorry, sorry. I'll be out of your way in a moment.
[ but he isn't leaving. ]