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[...]“That aside,” Kaeya’s expression flattened, “I didn’t know you still did bartending. I thought I heard some rumours about you never showing your face here, especially after-”“I don’t.” Diluc glared at Kaeya, who in turn raised an eyebrow.“Don’t, what?”“Do bartending. Usually.”“Well, that’s interesting.” Kaeya leaned over the bar with a practised smile. “You claim you don’t ‘do bartending’, and yet here you are, are you not?” ------OR: Diluc and Kaeya being emotionally constipated for 2k words gay except its a steampunkish au i could not physically elaborate on in this oneshot because half of it would be exposition