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When Snowflakes Defrost

Imagine: Cuddling with Diluc during winter. 

Tags- Cuddling, Fluff, Platonic but can be read as romantic (friends cuddle and kiss too yk)

Warnings- None 

Word Count- 619

The weather in Mondstadt had sufficiently cooled, reminding everyone of the winter ahead. The Dawn Winery had finished it’s harvest season, and Diluc was beginning to send people off for the holidays, leaving the drafty manor particularly lacking the usual buzz of people. And warmth......Especially warmth. 

Your teeth chattered as you stepped out of the bath, wrapping yourself in a fluffy warm towel to stave off the cold. Quickly drying yourself off, you managed to change into a warm set of pajamas without a new round of goosebumps prickling on your skin. 

As you made your way back to your bedroom, you caught a glimpse of the main office, seeing a certain redhead shuffling through papers. As you stepped into the warm office, you walked up behind him and leaned over his shoulder. ‘What are you doing now?’ You asked. ‘I thought you said your work was done for the year.’ 

He sighed. ‘ I said my work for the yearly harvest was over, not with these shipments. I still need the official signatures from other officials so I’m writing some letters.’ 

Now it was your turn to sigh. It had been a long battle over the years to try and get Diluc to stop working over the holidays. Hours of begging usually provided fruitless results, but eventually you had a little more sway over his usually unmoving stubbornness.

You slightly turned your head and gently pecked him on the cheek. ‘Will you be taking a break anytime soon?’ 

He looked up at you. ‘Probably not anytime soon, dear. I really want to get this finished before bed. Less time to do the work later.’

You sighed again. Now it seemed more dire then ever. 

‘Diluc?’ 

He hummed. 

‘I’m cold.’ 

‘Then start a fire.’

‘I’m not the one with the Pyro vision..’ You muttered. 

Diluc shot you a look. ‘I’m sure you have the ample tools to make up for it.’ 

Deciding to leave him be, you made your way out of the room to the master bedroom, and hunched over by the fireplace. There was ample wood, so starting a fire shouldn’t be too difficult, right?

Wrong. Oh so wrong. 

It had been a while, the cold hardwood floors of the bedroom causing you to shiver violently had definitely led to more than a few slip-ups, and with each match you dropped, your frustration grew. 

‘Come on-- please start!’ With the match placed to the kindling, it sparked for a few moments, before puffing out.’

‘No!’ You groaned in dismay, putting your face in your hands. 

Sitting there for a moment, you shivered again. The room never felt as empty and cold as it did then. 

As you about to give up, a hand brushed past your shoulder, releasing a pwoof sound as a plume light and heat burst from the fireplace.

You turned. ‘Diluc?’ 

He grunted. ‘I heard your sounds of frustration for a good 20 minutes, it was painful.’ He paused for a moment. ‘Why didn’t you just call in a maid?’

Oh. 

‘Ah, uhh..I didn’t...think...of that?’  

He sighed. ‘For someone so smart, I do think you can be a little dense sometimes.’

You gave a weak chuckle, and focused on warming your hands by the fire. 

After a few moments, a pair of gloved hands held your face wiping away the soot. These hands then took your stiff fingers, and gently rubbed them, before letting out a light blow to the tips. ‘You really are cold..’ He muttered. 

Diluc led you to the plush bed and sat down, leading you to sit as well. Scooting your butt a little, you lifted the covers and got under the bed, snuggling into his chest. 

‘Is this better?’ He murmured. 

Your laugh was stronger this time. Warmer. 

‘Yes.’