Knowing you liked to celebrate New Year’s Eve, Childe decided to take you out for a surprise. He brought you to the centre of the city, where the fireworks were the brightest and loudest.

“Do you like it, моя любовь?” Childe grinned, his hand resting on your shoulder as he pulled you close and kissed the top of your head. The both of you were gazing up at the midnight sky, watching as an assortment of colours lit up the darkness.