If people were to describe your boyfriend, the word stoic would come to mind without a second thought. Who could blame them? Childe was as expressionless as a person could be, never showing emotions and hardly ever cracking a smile.

Until now, that is.

"Open up, baby," Childe whispered gently, tapping a finger against your lips as you drifted in and out of sleep, battling a fever.

He was an icy man, yet not so distant that he wouldn't attend to your needs.