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Her arms are inviting him home. He can’t help himself but collapse right into them and melt into her, a warmth that he missed since the first day he left.
He’s much taller than her in his winter boots and brooding fur cloak, she is completely engulfed by him as he leans over and pulls her incredulously tighter and laying all his weight against her.
She raises her arms to reach over his shoulders as he tucks himself into the crook of her neck.
“Welcome home.” she greets, combing out snow from his hair.
Diluc had always loved that greeting; he was sure he the happiest person alive at that moment. Even if the trip was not successful, being able to come home was enough for him.
“Archons, you’re very heavy with all this gear you know.” She groans, drumming her fingers on the side of his neck as he laughs into her shoulder.
She lets out a quiet squeak as he lifts her up from the floor, a habit he had grown after they married.
She pulls herself away to brush his matted bangs to the side as her brows knit together.
“You,” she taps her finger at his chest,”Smell despicable. Go clean up and I’ll bring you dinner when your done.”
He nods, gently bumping his forehead against hers, a smitten puppy smile all across his face.
She presses the pads of her fingers against his cheek and soothing warmth floods his body. And he sighs with content feeling his bruises and aches lighten. As her vision works to heal him, he leans in to kiss her; smiling against her lips.
“You’re the best.”He mutters.
She smiles in return and he’s practically melting again. But she squirms in protest and so he gives her one loving squeeze before releasing her onto the ground to fulfill her orders.