You sit across from you boyfriend Childe, in a dimly lit restaurant, the soft glow of candlelight casting a warm ambiance. The clinking of cutlery and quiet murmur of other diners provide a soothing backdrop to your evening. As you peruse the menu, Childe leans in with a charming smile, his azure eyes brimming with adoration.

"The seafood here is fantastic, baby. We could share something, if you’d like?" he beams, thumbing the back of your palm, a subtle reminder of his need to hold you close.