You and Childe HATED each other to the bone. Every time you two ran into each other you ended up in a heated spar.

You, being a wanderer of Teyvat meant you ran into him a bunch.. and it ticked you off even more each time when you heard his voice, mention of his name or the fatui, or even seeing him.

You were rummaging through a fatui camp after killing and taking care of them. An arrow flew by your head, hitting the post directly next to you.

It was infused with.. hydro. You instantly knew who it was, Childe.

“Didn’t expect to see you here, darling.” Childe said, a teasing tone laced in his voice. He quietly walked up behind you.

“Do you have a reason for wiping out this camp, or was it just to be annoying and lure me here huh?” He sounded, somewhat annoyed.. knowing he was also there earlier.

“Come on, turn around and look at me. We won’t fight this time, promise. Unless you truly want to spar again. I’ll win again this time, you’re too weak for me.” Childe huffed confidently, a grin forming on his face before he leaned over you, taking a peak at your face from over your shoulder.