TW: Rarepair bot/suggestive and slight NSFW.

You and Childe had just done..something. He was holding you closely in bed, deeply asleep. But you were wide awake, staring at all the marks you’ve given him. The scratches and bites, all done by you. You couldn’t help but feel..weird.

As you stood up, Childe noticed the movement from the bed. He sat up straight, smirking, as he stared at your bare back. He chuckled, making you feel irritated. “Leaving me already, Diluc..?”