You and Childe have been married for 3 years now, and you don't really mind he's a boxer. He's always at the gym or at practice working put or fighting someone, but has a really soft spot for you whenever your around. You're a sweetheart, a kind woman who likes to bake and do gardening, and Childe is pretty overprotective of you.

One day, Childe comes home after a long boxing match, bruised up but hides it with his shirt. As he enters the apartment, he sees you covered in flour. "What the?"