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Shattered
Chapter 1
There were times when Kaeya was caught off-guard, when he was already spiraling, and all it took was something small to send him plummeting the rest of the way down. Just one little thing that reminded him of another time, could pull him out of his disguise, wipe the fake smile off his face in an instant, and shatter him. Seeing something like two little boys with their father, eating lunch together, laughing, being a family.
That was exactly what did it this time. He wasn't sure how long he had been frozen in place, staring, people passing by him as if he were a statue, but the sun had long since passed its high mark in the sky.
A voice was calling him, he realized. A deep voice that meant safety, and love for his brother and himself. No, that wasn't right, that voice didn't exist anymore. A mess of red hair, and concerned eyes filled his vision, and he snapped back to reality.
"Kaeya!"
He ran as fast as he could, and disappeared between the buildings before the other man could even react. Kaeya crammed himself into a small gap between a wall, and a building, away from people. Away from Diluc. He felt small and lost, no longer able to hold up the fragile walls of the dam he had built. Curled up with his face hidden in his knees, the hot tears burning his eyes and face.
Kaeya knew exactly how weak and pathetic he was, but when things caught up with him, he had trouble discerning between the past and present. He needed his father, and his heart waited for the kind man to come find him, and sit with him until the world was better again. Then his head would remind him that he was an adult, and Crepus was long gone. Nobody cared enough to look for him, just like he deserved.
The same voice that told him he should just stay right here in this spot, until he rots away from existence, and frees everyone who knows him from being tethered to him.
That's what he would do, then. It would be so much better for everyone.
Chapter 2
Diluc had just finished helping Charles set up for the evening. Cups, tables, and alcohol ready to go. He wasn't staying tonight, headed out instead. It had been a couple of months, but he felt he was finally ready to get back to his duties of protecting Mondstadt.
His nerves still told him that it wasn't safe, that he would be taken again. He was ignoring those nerves, knowing the doctor was gone, he'd killed the demented man himself, and he could breathe again.
People started pouring into the tavern, ordering, taking seats, and chatting. Diluc was good at listening to multiple conversations at once. Using the tavern to collect information was exactly why he took shifts here, and it had come in useful in the past. It had become a habit to listen to everything, and everyone, regardless of it looking like he wasn't paying any attention at all.
It was one particular conversation that stopped him halfway up the stairs to the small room on the third floor, where he kept his Darknight—where he kept his cloak and mask.
"He was just standin' there?"
"Yes, I'm tellin' you, he was just standin' there, staring into nothin', right in front of the fountain!"
"Huh. Are you sure? The Captain rarely stays still. He's always on the move!"
"I'm not lyin', he's been there for hours!"
Diluc turned on his heel, and was out the door. Maybe they weren't talking about Kaeya. The Alchemist for the Knights was a captain too, wasn't he? He was a bit odd, perhaps they were referring to him.
If only it hadn't been Kaeya standing by the fountain, completely still, staring at absolutely nothing. Diluc was thankful that most people were already home, or headed that way, but the man had said the bluenette had been spotted doing the same thing hours ago. It was likely that plenty of others had already noticed.
"Kaeya?" He asked, trying to follow his brother's gaze. There was no answer.
"… Kaeya…"
Diluc moved in front of him this time. Kaeya met his eyes for a split second before he bolted away.
"Kaeya!"
Diluc put out his hands, but blinked in shock as the bluenette was out of sight almost instantly. Eventually, his brain caught up, and he ran after him, but he was gone, and Diluc didn't know which way from here.
It didn't matter, Diluc would search until he found him. He didn't understand what had happened. Was Kaeya afraid of him? Did he think Diluc was going to attack him? That thought made him nauseous. He needed to find Kaeya.
It took a few hours of searching every single ally, or any other area he could find. In this part of the city, the buildings were quite close together, and tight to the wall. He knew Kaeya could have gone a different way, or even inside one of the buildings, but he needed to know he wasn't outside before it came to knocking on doors and asking.
There was another driving factor which made him search the nooks and crannies first; when Kaeya was young, and needed time to himself, he'd hide in small areas like closets, behind crates, or even in a dark corner. He'd curl up inside them and stay hidden away for hours, only coming out when their father would be desperately calling for him. Diluc's gut feeling told him this was the best way to find him.
It paid off. Diluc found him in a small wedge between a house and a wall, face buried in his arms and knees. He watched for a moment, he could see Kaeya's breathing, then a shudder, and his shoulders moving. Had he been crying this whole time?
Diluc stepped up next to the small space, and slid down the wall. Kaeya froze at the sound, but said nothing.
"Kaeya…"
The bluenette didn't answer, but at least he didn't seem to be planning on running this time. After a moment, Diluc reached out a hand and put it just on the top of Kaeya's boot, trying to be as non-intrusive as possible, just in case. He nearly sighed in relief when his brother didn't even flinch. A long stretch of minutes had passed, and Kaeya hadn't said anything yet, but had gone back to crying.
There were so very few people who knew that Kaeya wasn't the cheer, friendly banter, and smiles that he put on for others. He hadn't been quite like that when Diluc had left, but it was more because he was quiet, and shy in those days. When he spoke with others outside the family, he still smiled for them, and let them think that he didn't suffer from what Diluc now realized was depression and traumatic stress, starting at a very young age. Now, those things were exaggerated to cover up what was going on in his head.
He still knew nearly nothing about what Kaeya's previous family had done to him, aside from where the bluenette had slipped up, only once. Since he first met Kaeya, he knew the bluenette was frightened of being hurt, and would flinch around people for years to come. Kaeya had been so thin that you could see every bone in his body, and he was sickly, having been obviously malnourished, freezing to death in the rain, cuts and bruises, and who knows what else. Their father and Diluc had been the only people he would respond to much, but more so to Diluc. It took a long time to pull that scarred little boy out of his shell.
"'m fine," Kaeya finally said, but didn't move.
He didn't sound even the slightest bit fine. He sounded exhausted, parched, emotionally drained—pretty much anything but fine. Diluc moved his hand up to Kaeya's arm, and Kaeya grabbed onto it with his free hand, holding it tight, as if to anchor himself. He would stay there as long as his brother needed.
Eventually, Kaeya started to move, stretching legs and arms that had probably been folded for hours. Diluc pushed himself up, and offered his hand to Kaeya, pulling him up as well. The bluenette was unstable on his feet, Diluc suspected that they were numb. He pulled Kaeya's arm over his own shoulder to stabilize him.
Although he had never been there, Diluc knew where Kaeya's home was, and it wasn't far. He felt like the sooner his brother was able to rest, the better, so he started moving. To his surprise, Kaeya didn't resist being guided, he simply stayed quiet and staggered along with Diluc's steps.
By the time they reached Kaeya's door, the bluenette was walking in a straight line again. Diluc watched as Kaeya fumbled with his keys, started to pick one, then stopped and stared at the door. He was delaying, but why?
"Why don't we go to the winery," Kaeya said as he started to turn to leave.
Diluc stopped him, "You're too tired. I can leave if you'd like, I just-"
"No!" It wasn't common for Kaeya to raise his voice, it caught Diluc by surprise, "Don't—don't go, I just… I wasn't prepared for company."
"It's fine, Kaeya. You need sleep, so let's go."
Kaeya still hesitated, but let them in. Diluc blinked, once, twice. He'd expected the place to be a mess, or something along those lines, but everything was spotless. No, it was the fact that it was nearly barren of any furniture or decorations.
On one side of the door was a kitchen, the counters completely clear of any pots, pans or cooking utensils, against the wall was a very small table with two chairs. On the other side was nothing more than a couch, and a coffee table, where one single picture frame sat. Just past the couch were two doors, a room and a bathroom he guessed.
Kaeya set his keys aside, and slumped into one of the chairs at the table. He crossed his arms over the surface, and laid his head on them. Diluc had seen this part before, Kaeya coming back from wherever his head had taken him, and knew it took a lot out of him.
"I'm sorry, Luc."
Diluc sighed and crouched down next to him, "You didn't do anything."
A tired, periwinkle eye peeked out at him, "I didn't mean to run away from you. I just thought- I expected-" Kaeya squeezed his eye shut, "You look just like him… and sound just like him too."
The times Diluc had heard this must have been in the hundreds by now, and while he didn't mind looking like their father, sometimes it was difficult to look in the mirror. He imagined it could be a hard reminder for Kaeya as well.
"They were just sitting there… having their meal together." Kaeya's voice was small.
"Who?"
"… A man and his two sons, they were sitting at Good Hunter. I… I guess I just kind of… got lost in my memories."
Sadly, that made too much sense to Diluc, he might have even had a similar reaction in that situation. The thing that was currently the most important in Diluc's mind right now, though, Kaeya had likely already been having some problems to have reacted so strongly in public, and Diluc really should have seen it.
In the last week, Kaeya had been too busy to come eat dinner at the winery, or more than poke his head in the door at Angel's Share. Diluc should have realized that 'too busy' probably meant closing himself up in his house, and that making those very brief stops at the tavern had likely been to keep Diluc from worrying. Which worked, and now Diluc was angry with himself. He'd failed again, and with something so critical.
"I remember those times. I can still remember dad smiling, even though we would run in circles while waiting on the food," Diluc said, "I'm glad those boys get to have that time with their father, just as we did."
Kaeya hummed in agreement, but said nothing else. In fact, it looked like he was falling asleep. Diluc stood, and pulled on the bluenette's arm to get him to stand.
"Come on, get up. Go get some rest," he said, but his brother refused to move, "Don't make me pick you up."
Kaeya let out a small laugh, "A free ride is not a threat," he said, but started to move. He looked up at Diluc, "Will you stay?"
Diluc nodded, "I wasn't planning on going anywhere."
With that, Kaeya stood and disappeared through one of the doors, and left it halfway open. Diluc quietly sat on the couch. There weren't even any books, no paintings to look at. The photo on the table caught his eye. Kaeya, Diluc and their father, taken on the day Kaeya's adoption was finalized. It was the same day that Diluc had just spoken to Kaeya about, it was a really, really good day.
He waited a while, long enough to make sure the bluenette would be asleep. He'd hoped he could get Kaeya to eat something when he woke, right up until he was looking into an ice box that was empty of anything except a single, very slim slice of cheese. Had Kaeya been eating at all? Probably not. He looked through the cupboards, and found even less. There were a few dishes, but no bread, or even the ingredients to make anything. A mouse would starve to death in this house.
He didn't want to leave, even if it was only in search of food. He took out his pencil and a piece of parchment, and wrote a short message to Jean, stepped outside and called Dawn. She let him have an ear-full for not being where he was supposed to be.
"I know, I know. Kaeya needed a little help," He explained, rubbing her chin, "Would you take this to Jean?"
Dawn chirped and took the note in her beak before she took off. All Diluc could do now was wait.
Chapter 3
Kaeya had felt like a child again, asking his big brother to watch over him while he slept. He blinked slowly at the window, he knew he had slept for a while, longer than most nights right now, but it was still dark outside. His stomach twisted uncomfortably, and he rolled over in bed. Light was making its way in from around the door, and some quiet rustling came from the next room. Diluc had stayed.
He sat up in bed and looked around the room. He didn't sleep in here very often. It wasn't all that small, but small enough that it could sometimes feel like the walls were closing in on him, and he didn't like it completely dark. It reminded him too much of his "spy training" as a child.
As he shuffled towards the door, he could smell food, which was odd, since he didn't recall having any food in the house. He stopped, crap, Diluc wouldn't like that. Kaeya peeked around the door, only to find Diluc standing by the table with his arms crossed, staring straight back at him.
"When was the last time you ate?" His stare was harsher than his tone.
Honestly, that was not something Kaeya could recall right now. He'd eaten some crackers… was that yesterday morning, or the day before?
"I've been eating," Kaeya said defensively, as he moved into the room. The food did smell good.
Of course, he knew Diluc would see straight through that, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he pulled out a chair and waited.
Kaeya sat and looked at the table. Other than the plates, the table and closest countertop were covered with different types of food.
"I see the food fairy stopped by, hm?"
He grimaced and waited for a hard retort. He hadn't meant to thank everything Diluc was doing for him with sarcasm. Unexpectedly, his brother laughed.
"I'll tell Jean you think she's a fairy."
Kaeya let out a small, quiet laugh, before his smile quickly faded, and he stared at the plate in front of him. Diluc shouldn't have to do this just because he couldn't handle a few emotions, just because he couldn't handle being alone. Any appetite he'd had was gone once more, but the redhead was putting food on his plate, since he hadn't done so himself.
"Diluc, I don't… that's too much. This is too much."
His brother just shrugged, "It can be stored to eat later."
Kaeya looked away, that wasn't what he meant.
Diluc stopped serving food and sighed, "In what way is taking care of one's brother too much?"
Kaeya couldn't look at him, his brother who was being too kind when he should be angry. To the person who was too late to save their father. To the person who had finished breaking his brother while he was down. To the person who had betrayed his country for the love of a family and country that made him feel like more than just a tool, no matter which way he went, he was a traitor.
"Kaeya? Why didn't you come to me when you needed help? I would have helped you."
Because it doesn't matter, because you don't need to be dragged into this, because I don't deserve good things. I'll just destroy them, and bring pain to those who get too close.
Apparently his silence was loud and clear to the redhead seated across from him. Diluc shifted his chair to be along the open side of the table, across from the wall, and next to Kaeya. He finally looked over at the redhead.
"I understand, it was only about that family," he said, pausing for a moment, "As you well know, I'm not very good at this, so I apologize. I know that this world has been hard for you, and that you went through far too much before we even met. It's understandable that it has worn you down, and it's ok to not be ok. That includes you just as much as everyone else. And-"
"Diluc, don't worry-"
"— I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I played a part in making you doubt yourself even more." Diluc continued, "Kaeya, I see you suffering, and I'll admit- I'm greedy- I can't lose you too. I can't, not again. So please, please come to me when it feels like things are out of control, when you need help, when it seems like you can't go on, I'm right here."
Wow. That was a lot for Diluc to just come out and say. His brother had previously asked him to seek out the older for help, like he had when they were kids. Kaeya wasn't sure he knew how to do that anymore, and he had long since come to realize that he didn't deserve the help. He had never let many people close to begin with, but now he stayed such a careful distance away from all but a very, very few.
Outside of his relationships with Diluc, Crepus and Adelinde, Klee and Jean had been unavoidable and likely inevitable. He needed Klee's innocent, unconditional love, and she just reminded him so much of Diluc. He grew up with Jean, and now worked closely with her. He considered Jean to be his best friend, but it had all started with Jean and Diluc's love of each other. She knew most of what was going on with Kaeya, and he assumed Diluc knew that, and that was why he'd asked Jean for help in this case.
She had always been patient with his "off" days, or sometimes weeks. Patient when he'd spend every night getting drunk, and hiding away from everyone. When he would ask for time off on occasion, just to spend it locked inside his home when he couldn't face certain days, and she always understood. He hadn't forgotten how understanding Diluc had always been, either, without even needing to know what was wrong. He appreciated what he had, but it was hard knowing that you were going to fail them one day, probably in some way that was terrible.
It was the look Diluc was giving him now that sunk him. He looked so afraid, and Kaeya realized that fear was for him. His brother looked at him with the weight of their losses, their father and each other.
"Okay." Kaeya whispered, but Diluc didn't look convinced.
"You've said that before, Kaeya, and you didn't do it…"
If he was doing this for Diluc, then, "I'll try harder." He meant it.
Diluc looked him in the eye, searching. After a long moment, he nodded and let out a long breath. The redhead didn't move his chair back, though, he just kept looking at Kaeya. It was beginning to make him feel rather self-conscious, and he didn't know what else to say.
"Diluc?…"
"There are more people than you think, who would be broken if you were gone," Diluc said, then finally moved his seat back to its original position.
Kaeya doubted that, and if they did, it was just because they didn't know his origins. To him. He had chosen Mondstadt to forever remain loyal to, but what would happen if people found out where he was from? It could even lead to mass panic, people fearing that their nation was going to be torn down by Celestia for harboring someone from Khaenri'ah, even if unknowingly. Who was he to blame them for that panic? He couldn't say it wouldn't happen.
Diluc added more food to Kaeya's already heaping plate, drawing his attention away from the terrible what-ifs, "It's getting cold, better eat it. And if you don't, I'll tell Adelinde."
Kaeya sat up straight in his chair, "You wouldn't."
The redhead only gave him a blank look.
"That's not fair." He sounded like a petulant child, and considered retaliating, but instead grabbed one of the skewers, and started eating it while glaring at his brother. Diluc smirked victoriously before digging into the meal himself.
Chapter 4
Diluc could see Kaeya's thoughts. The self-hate, the weight of sorrow at everything he's lost, his fear for everyone around him, and of his past. He was headed back down a dark path, the one that usually led to self-destruction. He had his doubts that Kaeya would come to him next time, or the time after, or even after that, but Diluc hoped that if he kept asking his brother to, that maybe one day he would.
He was still upset with himself for missing the signs, but was grateful that he'd caught it before the drinking and closing himself off had started. Jean was asking after him. After hearing a report about the Cavalry Captain standing by the fountain, she had gone to find him herself, and was relieved when Diluc's note came. She understood what was wrong, and worried about how far into himself Kaeya had sunk. Diluc could see his own feelings reflected in her eyes, upset that she hadn't caught it, but relieved that it hadn't gone too far.
Diluc wished he could do more for Kaeya, but the bluenette had to be willing to receive help. He couldn't claim he was much better about this sort of thing himself, apparently asking for help had never been a Ragnvindr trait, perhaps it hadn't been an Alberich trait either.
He watched as Kaeya finally ate, he was picking at it more than anything, but he was eating, and that was the important part. Diluc's mind wandered to his recent issues and everything Kaeya had done for him while he was recovering. The bluenette was a much better example of a brother than he was, Diluc knew that. Just tonight, Diluc had been about to go out, behind Kaeya's back, and do his own patrols. He had considered telling him, but he hadn't been able to bring himself to. Kaeya would likely want to join him, and Diluc didn't feel that the bluenette needed more risk outside his job. He had already been hurt a few times since Diluc had been home, and a large part of the reason he was doing this was to keep Kaeya safer.
Unfortunately, word of the "Darknight Hero" had spread through Mondstadt. He would hear people talking about it as he walked by, especially from Donna, even though he avoided her like his life depended on it. This attention wasn't what he wanted. He had hoped to just quietly do his work, and have no one be any the wiser.
Some people had noticed the recent increase in monster activity, he only hoped that people didn't link it to his being out of commission, though he knew it wasn't impossible for it to happen. He was more concerned about Kaeya or Jean noticing, but neither had said anything.
The last couple of months had been exceptionally trying for Diluc. He had healed physically, and come a long way mentally, but if Kaeya hadn't been there, he wasn't sure where he would be. Dead, most likely, just a matter of who did it first, Dottore or himself.
"If you're going to make me eat, you have to eat, too." Kaeya's voice pulled him out of his thoughts.
"… I did." Diluc looked down at his own plate, the food pushed around, but not eaten. Oops.
Kaeya could convey a lot through only one eye.
Diluc sat up straight and cleared his throat, "I was just thinking, perhaps we could find the time to have a meal at Good Hunter once a week, aside from when you come to the winery."
If it kept Kaeya eating meals regularly, then he'd certainly find the time.
"And the front you put up at the bar any time I'm there?" Kaeya crossed his arms.
"Pfft. I'm fairly certain that anyone from Mondstadt who knew about our fight have already figured out we've reconciled."
The both of them had been seen saving each other. The people around them had seen their worry for the other, had seen them taking care of family. There really wasn't much hiding it anymore, not from the locals.
Diluc still tended to bicker with Kaeya when he was at the tavern, but it was a place where people from outside Mondstadt would frequently meet, therefore, better to keep up appearances while there. There was also the fact that Kaeya loved coming for the sole purpose of annoying Diluc. The bluenette had turned it into a game.
Diluc waited while Kaeya thought about it. He was sure his brother would figure out the purpose behind it, but that didn't matter as long as he said yes. Right now, it was more likely that Kaeya was trying to work through why he deserved it. Diluc could tell him why, he could say it until he was blue in the face, but the stubborn bluenette wouldn't listen.
"We could fight the entire meal, if you would prefer it." Diluc tried.
That got a snort out of Kaeya, but the look in his eye was dead serious, "Diluc, you've got better things to do than have lunch with me. It's not worth your time, and you don't have to lie about why you suggested it."
Diluc sat forward, looking just as serious, "I wasn't lying. If I didn't enjoy it, I wouldn't want you to come to dinners at home. Also, I decide what my time is worth, and if that means that I find spending my time with my little brother to be its most valuable use, then that is my choice."
Kaeya looked like a kicked puppy at this point, "Why?"
"What did you tell me when I said the same thing to you about you having better things to do than help me, not too long ago? I believe it was 'What's important is being there when your family needs you'. That's… very, very true."
Kaeya didn't say anything else, and seemed to be lost in thought. Diluc stood and lightly tugged on Kaeya's arm to get him to stand. The bluenette looked a little better just from having some food, but he was obviously quite exhausted still. Diluc helped him to bed
"You rest, I'll clean up," Diluc said, waiting for his brother to move.
Kaeya had only taken one step when he turned to Diluc, hugged him, and whispered, "Thank You".
Diluc hadn't been expecting that, and he was startled at first, but quickly sank into the comfort of something he had missed dearly, "Of course."
After a moment, Kaeya pulled away and shuffled off to his room. Diluc almost wondered if it counted as sleep walking at this point.
Diluc wrapped up all the food, and managed to fit it into the refrigerator, then sent Dawn with a note to Adelinde, so she wouldn't worry. He checked that Kaeya had managed to fall asleep, before he sank down onto the couch. He couldn't believe how tired he felt when he hadn't even done much of anything.
His eyes drifted shut as he thought about what the next day might bring up, and how he might be able to help Kaeya.
Chapter 5
Two Weeks Later
Kaeya was feeling pretty good. Better than he had in a long time, in fact. After he found Klee, the two of them were going to meet Diluc for lunch. Klee was starting to take a liking to Diluc, now that she was getting to know him better. She still called him Weird Grownup, but the redhead seemed to find it amusing, and hadn't corrected her a single time.
When they arrived, Diluc was already seated at a table, and Klee went running and jumped at him unexpectedly, the same way she greeted Kaeya. He would have thought it was funny, if Diluc hadn't nearly doubled over. Somehow the redhead managed not to, and quickly recovered his composure, but he had paled a couple of shades.
Diluc gave Klee a fond smile and pat on the head before letting her down, not noticing Kaeya looking for what would be causing his brother pain. Diluc wore so many layers of clothes that nothing was outwardly visible, until he turned his head to look at Kaeya. There, on the side of his neck was a long, thin cut and part of a bruise visible just below that.
At first, Kaeya's mind jumped to there being another large threat close-by, another problem like Dottore, but quickly realized if that were the case, Diluc wouldn't be sitting here, having lunch. He would have heard about any fights between his brother and someone else here in Mondstadt, and he doubted most people in this city could take on someone as experienced as the fiery redhead. "Darknight Hero", his brain screamed at him, and Kaeya's original worries of Diluc being hurt while doing this stormed back in all at once.
"Kaeya? Are you alright?" Diluc was looking at him with concern.
Kaeya quickly moved to sit, from this angle he could see that Diluc was hunched ever so slightly to his right, favoring that side, "Hm, of course. Just hungry, like our little Spark Knight here."
Sara came to greet them, giving Kaeya a sweet smile, "Captain, Master Diluc and Klee, good afternoon! What would everyone like today?"
Kaeya turned to the tiny blonde first, "Klee, what would you like to eat?"
Klee put her finger to her chin and tapped it, "Umm, hm. Mondstadt grilled fish, please!"
"Oh, that sounds delicious!," Kaeya smiled, "I think I'll have some chicken-mushroom skewers, myself. And you, Diluc?"
"I'll have some cream stew, please," Diluc said politely.
"I'll have your food out shortly." Sara nodded and left.
Kaeya couldn't help but watch his brother as the redhead and Klee spoke about their pyro Visions. He had recovered from being leapt on by the little fireball, but he was still a little pale. Of course, Diluc was always so pale that most people probably wouldn't even notice, but Kaeya knew better.
If he were being honest with himself, he wanted to interrogate his brother on this matter, right now, until he told the truth, but he already knew that wouldn't work anyway. He needed to find a better time, and better place. Sooner would be better than later. Kaeya understood why Diluc was doing this, but he couldn't stand the thought of his brother ending up seriously injured, or worse, and nobody knowing where he was.
Klee's laugh drew out of his thoughts. Diluc was telling her a story about how he had accidentally blown up a wine barrel when he first got his Vision.
Kaeya would figure this all out soon, but for now, he was going to enjoy his family.