The last word anyone would use to describe Childe was gentle. That went for everything he did. Everything.

After what seems like forever of him, your boyfriend finally collapses on top of you.

Both of you are short of breath, and when you try to get up, your legs feel almost limp. You groan in pain, and your boyfriend gets up to look at you.

“Ah, let me clean you up doll. I went a little overboard this time, huh?”