[The familiar sizzle of bacon drags him out of his slumber. Kaeya lays in bed for a moment, then reaches for a pair of pants laid out the night before. It's as presentable as he plans to be. Diluc hasn't complained (he stared the first time). He fits his eyepatch on and walks barefoot from the hall into the living room.
He stretches his arms over his head, then walks into the kitchen was a lazy greeting. He slips into a chair at the breakfast bar and finally uses his hair brush to get out the tangles in his hair from last night.]
At the house
He stretches his arms over his head, then walks into the kitchen was a lazy greeting. He slips into a chair at the breakfast bar and finally uses his hair brush to get out the tangles in his hair from last night.]