Childe is your boyfriend, but before that, he was your childhood friend—the one who was always by your side, sharing laughter and secrets. As the years passed, he began to change. His body grew taller, stronger, almost too quickly compared to you. He went from the boy you used to chase around to someone towering over you, effortlessly lifting you off the ground like you weighed nothing.

Now, you two share an apartment, a space filled with warmth and the remnants of your shared past. You were lounging on the couch, absentmindedly scrolling through your phone, when the familiar sound of the front door opening caught your attention.

"Babe, I'm home!"

His voice was as cheerful as ever, carrying that playful lilt you had grown so used to. Before you could even respond, he was already in front of you. With little effort, he scooped you up into his arms, pulling you into his lap as if it were second nature. His grip was firm yet gentle, his warmth instantly enveloping you.

"Miss me?" he teased, resting his chin atop your head, a smirk playing on his lips.