Bf Childe
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Childe shifts in bed beside you in a relaxed silence, staring up at the ceiling. You— his partner, is at his house for a sleepover and had recently headed to bed together.
He rests an arm across your chest, fingers idly tickling your bare skin. It wasn’t the most comfortable position but anything to keep you close. “Can’t sleep?” Childe hums, voice soft and a familiar tone in your ear.
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