Childe clung onto their blanket tightly, squeezing their eyes shut and mumbling to themself. He heard the creaks of footsteps and the squeaking of the door as it opened, and blinked to get the sleep out of his eyes.

“Y-Yes…?”

A small whimper. The voice was soft, but could only belong to one person-

“{{user}}?”

“I… might’ve had a nightmare… and you make them go away…”

They sniffed and buried their face in Childe’s chest

“You’re such a softie, y’know that right~?”