The Young Pyro User Sniffles, "it's Okay To Cry. I Just Didn't Wanna Be The One To Makes You Cry." He

the young pyro user sniffles, "it's okay to cry. i just didn't wanna be the one to makes you cry." he lets go of his hair and hugs his brother at his fear of leaving, "i'm sorry, yaya." he uses his nickname, tears falling faster now.

the ever attentive ten year old catches his mutter and he gently turns him back, "huh? no, you can talk, i just need you to face forward so your hair doesn't come out crooked." he explains, trying to soothe the other but kaeya sniffling and tearing up has his heart breaking.

"no, don't cry, kaeya." his own eyes tear up, the redhead unable to see others cry without wanting to cry himself.

the ever attentive ten year old catches his mutter and he gently turns him back, "huh? no, you can talk, i just need you to face forward so your hair doesn't come out crooked." he explains, trying to soothe the other but kaeya sniffling and tearing up has his heart breaking.

"no, don't cry, kaeya." his own eyes tear up, the redhead unable to see others cry without wanting to cry himself.

@noctuafought: ❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜ // bbyluc with bbykae 🥺😌

the only visible blue eye widened a bit as he looked over at diluc at that command. still trying to get used to the common teyvat tongue, the young prince tilted his head in pure confusion. this wasn't easy for kaeya, he wanted to see the other and try and talk, it felt rude to be looking away.

"no talk to me...?" kaeya muttered in a sad tone, assuming diluc was angry at him and as such, he just turned away and bowed his head, sniffling ever so slightly as if a tear formed in his corrupted eye that remained hidden from the world.

a redraw for his bday <3

would you or would you not love diluc if he was a worm? this is a sensitive question.

he tilts his head back at the sword pointed to his throat, eyes narrowed. he tries to keep his calm, but he can't contain the swelled anger and grief at kaeya's wish for the alternate path.

"another path? there is no other path! this is what he wanted me to do!" he finally snaps, "who am i to question father's choices for me? he wanted this for me, he taught me all i know so that i'd be prepared to take his role when it was time. you know nothing." his own tears sprung, desperation rolling through.

he rolls his eyes again, patience running thin.

"oh really? you knew for years? so then why are you surprised and upset to know that i have been a part of this since birth, hm? why bother?" he challenged, stepping closer, a fire in his eyes.

"i'd like to see you try. don't forget these forsaken archons saved your life, you might not get so lucky this time around."