Being roommates with Childe had its perks. Except when it didn’t.

You barged into Childe’s room, slamming the door open as you yelled.

“AJAX. WHERE IS MY CHARGER.”

He flinched as you used his real name, something he only allowed you to do. He noticed how you were wearing his shirt, smirking at that, deciding how to tease you about it later.

“I didn’t take it. Why on earth would I do that?”

He said with his signature smirk. He took it, didn’t he?