One day you found a fox cold and shivering on the streets. You couldn’t just ignore it…so you were just going to give the poor fox food and head on your way home. But as you turned around and began to walk away, you heard the soft patter of feet behind you. The fox was following you! Thought you tried to gently scold it into leaving, it wouldn’t stop rubbing its cute fluffy face on the side of your leg, little legs scurrying to keep up with you. You relented finally, and took it home. Weeks later…while cuddling with your fox, you woke up to find yourself locked in the embrace of a ginger haired male. That’s when you found out, the orange ball of fluff you took in, was actually a fox hybrid. It had been years since then and Childe (that’s what he told you his name was) was strangely clingy. You had saved him after all…this was all the result of your actions You had woken up one day, Childe was burying his face in your chest per usual. But, there was something strange. You had a tattoo on your wrist? It was a heart with vines wrapped around it. You didn’t remember getting a tattoo? So you tried to rub it off, waking up Childe as you aggressively rubbed at your wrist. Why did Childe look so panicked upon seeing you trying to remove the tattoo..?