Centimeters [Childe/Tartaglia x reader]

Chapter 5

In Y/n's POV

Word Count: 1584

Childe just looked over at me with a blank face.

"Haha, what?" he asked, a faint smile resting on his lips and eyes.

"Well, I mean, I assume you're gonna let the guest sleep in the comfort of a bed, no?"

"Like hell, I am. I would offer you the guest room, but Teucer's occupying that right now," said Childe as he started to climb into his bed.

"Why can't you go and sleep with Teucer tonight then? He's your brother, isn't he?"

"Are you kidding me? That boy — I love him to death — but he kicks in his sleep. I, for one, don't wanna deal with that," sighed out the ginger, jerking his head to the side. "... although, we could share the bed..."

"No way in hell."

"Wahh, so cold, (Y/n). I thought we were friends."

"The last time I shared a bed with anyone was back in high school with some friends."

"A—"

"Female. Friends."

"Right. Of course..." trailed off Childe. "But there was that one time where we shared a bed."

My fact started to heat up the second he brought that memory up.

~

It was the Friday just as we were getting out for Spring Break in our second year of high school. Ajax, as he was called at the time, had come up with the idea of inviting me over for a sleepover at his house. My parents were a bit were wary about the idea since Ajax was a guy, but they trusted him, along with his own parents, enough to take care of me for one night.

"This is gonna be so fun! Don't you think so too, girlie?" laughed out Ajax as he climbed up the stairs. I followed quickly behind him.

"Totally! Although, I have to say, it took a bit of bargaining and begging for me to be here tonight."

"Hm? Why's that?" Ajax asked, looking back at me all innocently.

"I think we both know the answer to that, mister."

"Ehehe," chuckled the boy, sticking out his tongue playfully. "I don't bite. Don't worry."

I rolled my eyes and continued to follow him to his room.

"Unless..."

"Unless?" I repeated, closing the door behind me before going to sit on his bed.

"You want me to."

"Go to horny jail, you weirdo."

Hours of us two just talking and playing games passed by quickly and before we knew it, it was close to midnight.