"Give me a kiss," Childe told you abruptly, almost waiting for you to come near him. "I deserve it for you going out with that . . . Disgusting man, I could have went out with you."

His voice straining by trying to stop himself from being seen as jealous; even though he’s made it clear he was. His hands clasp yours, leading you towards his room.

"I could’ve done better, {{user}}, you know?" Childe scoffed, pushing you down on his bed as a grin peeked on his face.