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The town of Mondstadt at that time of night was almost deserted, but nevertheless captain Kaeya advanced through the streets. He headed in the direction of the Angel Share, where he was perhaps hoping, albeit casually, to meet him. He just wandered aimlessly at this point.
Kaeya missed Diluc. In every way he could miss him, and in every sense. When Kaeya found himself near the tavern, noticing above the stairs on the second floor the silhouette of who he considered his other half, something inside him inevitably broke while observing Diluc from afar.
He was beautiful, his not anymore his Diluc, even more so. He looked at the other man carefully, staying exactly where he was positioned, perhaps hiding cautiously: the young man was standing in front of the wooden railing, looking upwards at the firmament where both the moon and the stars shone, and was illuminated by the myriad of pale lights, both yellowish and whitish, which made the predominant red colour in him stand out even more. That long, red hair tied up in a low ponytail, with a few loose locks framing his handsome oval face, and the eyes that were just as red, but of an exasperating hollowness, that needed to be filled with vitality again, but which unfortunately wasn't there, and then the immaculate skin so white and thin that it seemed transparent, and the clothes of that dark brown that turned to black, completely covered from head to foot, so that he yearned to undress him only with his imagination.
He should've felt guilty, for having certain thoughts and desires, but he didn't suppress them. He let them flow one by one as he clenched his fists until his knuckles whitened slightly without knowing it.
And yes, Diluc was beautiful, but in a way he was also unreachable, because he had locked Kaeya out a long time ago.
All he did was to hide in the shadows where he stood, and smile sadly. He prayed for another chance, even one more battle in which he would perish — anything to get him back, and he would settle for anything, even hatred and resentment, as long as they were replaced with being forgotten. It didn't matter how much time passed, or where they were, or who they were with, because a part of Kaeya would remain there, waiting, in the shadows, as he watched Diluc shine, beautiful and unreachable through the armour he had built around himself, albeit from a distance.