stranger [C. TARTAGLIA]

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∆ smut warning ∆

"...what?" childe still held onto your hand while a confused look was plastered on your face.

the ginger turns his head the other way, covering half of his face with his free hand. "you were gonna ask mr. zhongli about the ball earlier right?"

"yeah... why?"

"i'll go, there's no need for you to invite him." you didn't know if you were seeing things or not but you could've sworn a light tint of pink coated his cheeks.

"how did you even–" you paused, realizing that he could've known you were trying to ask him about the ball before. since you've repeated the same question to him multiple times but stopped because of his teasing, you figured he already knew what you were going to say and just decided to poke fun at you.

"you knew i was going to ask you before didn't you?" you gave him a blank stare.

"you looked adorable stuttering midway when asking by the way." he chuckled, turning his face back to you.

"you're an ass." you let go of his hand, turning your heel away from him and started walking away.

"hey, wait! are you mad at me?" he follows you from behind, trying to look at your face but you started walking faster to leave him behind. "[Y/N] wait up!"

you ignored him, gritting your teeth in annoyance as you did so. you were mad that he knew the whole time that you were planning on asking him, yet he chose to tease you by acting oblivious to the whole thing. yet again, he was making fun of you in several ways.

"you're not going back to mr. zhongli are you?" his tone felt softer, one you didn't hear often.

"so what if i am?" you answered. "i didn't accept your invitation now did i?"

"come on, i said i'm sorry!" this time, he ran so he could stop right in front of you that made you halt your steps. "i won't do it again, i swear."

you lift your head to stare at him, but you didn't reply. childe sighs, feeling defeated. "i'll... i'll do anything you ask me to. just go to the ball with me."

you raised your brows, a smirk forming on your lips. "anything?"

he gulped before nodding slowly, a bit afraid of what you might actually do. "y-yeah."

"alright, fine. i'll go with you to the ball." you said. "but you're going to have to owe me after this."

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after having the meal with zhongli, you both went back to the bank to rest. well, that was for you. childe however, was stuck doing paper work on his desk.

you were at the sofa adjacent to his table reading a book with your legs crossed as you flipped the next page. childe wouldn't admit it, but he found it hard to focus on his work when you were in front of him.

his eyes would occasionally gaze at you, back to the papers he was signing, then to you again.  you were completely unaware of this, being really invested in the book you had in your hands.

his thoughts were filled by what you were going to have him do. he did owe you one now, he wondered how obscure this task would be. perhaps doing your dirty work? not that you couldn't do that yourself though.

your eyes trailed to where childe was, where you caught him staring at you. "what is it?"

his eyes widen, not expecting you to look back at him. "i'm bored."