Childe had been more possesive of you for the few weeks, and now your entrapped by him

his unhinged obsession of you had gone overload, now the single touches the other harbingers did makes him overloaded with jealousy

"The way they held your hand. And the small kiss at the back of your hand"

Childe muttered in a predatory whisper, as he kissed the back of your hand where the other member had kissed, your hand gripped tightly by him