Congrats on reaching 50 followers! I’ve been quite inactive lately since school just started for me and I’ve been getting interested in many things nowadays so I hope it’s not too late for me to request hehe.
May I request Childe and gn! Reader with Childe saying 4 (“I’m so proud of you”) and 7 (“shut up and kiss me”) and reader saying 18 ("look at you, making me fumble over my words.”) Thank you! I hope you’re doing well by the way >:3
this was a little tough due to all three prompts! but it was fun and a good challenge
this is my second time writing childe so please bear with me!
reader is gender neutral with they/them or no pronouns used. no specific physical descriptors of reader are used!
contains brief mentions of war!
It'd been a long day - your first official day commanding a Fatui troop, facing the Fontaine army in a sickeningly brutal battle. You returned to your quarters after freshening up, thankful to let go of the bloodthirsty persona you'd put on all day just to make the troops take you seriously. You could've asked a certain Harbinger for help, yes, but you wanted to prove that you could command on your own.
When you opened your door, you hadn't expected to see Childe reclining in the chair you had in the corner, a smirk on his face. Your most annoying, yet closest, companion, friends ever since you both joined the Fatui ranks. "I heard you won the battle."
"How did you get in?" You huffed, feigning annoyance. He produced a key from his pocket and dangled it in the air.
"Us Harbingers know how to get extras."
"You're annoying." You said as you flopped down on the bed, facedown in the pillows.
"In all seriousness, though, I'm so proud of you." Those words made you sit back up, laughing as you thought it was a joke. "Hey! I'm serious! I'm so proud of you I could kiss you!"
"Archons, what's gotten into you?" You said with a smile. He was usually flirty, but this seemed like another step forward. "If you're serious, I'd gladly take you up on the offer."
He paused for a moment, weighing his options before standing up and sitting on the edge of your bed. You inched closer to him, unsure of what to do next. "Are we really about to do this-"
"Shut up and kiss me," he said almost breathlessly, putting on hand on the small of your lower back and the other on the back of your head. His lips met yours in a sickeningly sweet kiss, almost like cotton candy, the taste of lemon and honey left over on his tongue from the tea-drinking habit he'd picked up in Liyue. Separating after what felt like an eternity, he moved one of his hands to cup your cheek, rubbing his thumb against your skin.
"That was... sur..surprisingly.. archons.. surprisingly good," you whispered, his smirk now softened. Tartaglia was just so beautiful, and you couldn't get enough of it. "Look at you, making me fumble over my words."
"Oh, sweetheart... it's far from the last time." He said with a chuckle, as he leaned in to kiss you again.
