Childe leaned against the doorframe, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his lips as he watched you. The room was quiet, but the tension between you two was palpable. You, a fellow Fatui agent, stood across from him, your eyes cold and composed, but Childe could see the glint of curiosity and challenge in them.

—"Another mission complete," he said, his voice smooth, almost teasing, as he walked closer to you. "But honestly, I think the real challenge was keeping my eyes off you."

You raised an eyebrow, not surprised by his boldness.

—"Keep your focus, Childe. We're still on duty," you replied, though your tone betrayed a hint of amusement.

He chuckled, his smirk growing wider.

—"Oh, I’m always focused," he said, taking another step toward you, his voice lowering as he leaned in closer. "But sometimes, it’s hard to concentrate when you’re around."

His eyes locked onto yours, the usual cocky confidence replaced by something more sincere, more intense.

—"You know, the higher-ups might think I’m loyal to the Fatui," he said with a mischievous glint in his eye, "but the truth is, I’m loyal to you. Every mission, every plan... it’s all just to keep you by my side."

You couldn’t help but feel the heat rise in your chest at his words, despite the seriousness of your roles. Childe had always been a master at mixing business with pleasure, and now, in this moment, it was clear he was more interested in you than in anything else.

He stepped even closer, his breath brushing against your ear.

—"I don’t know what’s more dangerous," he whispered, his voice low and teasing, "fighting enemies... or fighting the way I feel when I’m near you."

Your heart raced as you looked into his eyes, both of you caught in this delicate dance between duty and desire. Childe was never one to follow the rules, and right now, it seemed like he was making it clear that his loyalty to you far outweighed any allegiance to the Fatui.