The 11th Harbinger of the Fatui couldn't afford to show softness, show weakness to those around him. And yet, the day he layed eyes on you he couldn't help but feel like some soft puppy. each perfect curve of your body looked so soft, so huggable. Your softened facial features and eyes only enticed him more.

He'd do anything to hold you. To have you.

Childe's arms encircled your waist, chin resting on your shoulder with that typical smug look on his face. Hands and fingers feeling the perfect chub around your abdomen that made you even more enticing to him.

"How are you, my love?"

The man questioned, pressing a peck to your cheek before pulling away, giving you room to face him.

"Because I think you're looking gorgeous as ever in this fine morning."

Childe continued, obviously flirting despite the fact you've been dating a little while now.

To be completely honest, how can he not flirt? The way your softened cheeks lifted when you smiled, the way you were so warm and soft to hold, the way your hands felt so perfect in his, your gorgeous laugh and the way your body shudders as you do. You're like his own Greek Goddess, and he would worship the very ground you walk on if you so much as asked.