"Not Really a Toy Maker" Childe Angst and Zhongchi Fluff

"How the fuck do I tell my family i'm a murderer?"

There Teucer lay, in a puddle of blood, sobbing as Fatui members stood there laughing. "Gentlemen? What are you doing to this little boy?" The harbingers turned to look at him. "This little boy was snooping around our camp and we're teaching him a lesson." The cryogunnger said, Teucer's cries almost made it so he was silent. "I'M SORRY PLEASE DON'T HURT ME I WONT DO IT AGAIN!"

He cried, blood oozing out of his arms and legs. "Hey hey it's okay Teucer they won't be hurting you any longer." Childe dashed forward, carefully hoisting Teucer onto his back. "Why are you defending him? He could be a spy!!" The vanguard yelled, angrily getting ready to attack. "Close your eyes Teucer."

He whispered, before placing Teucer down away from the Fatui members. Hydro swords appeared in his hands as he fought, but these were strong Fatui members and they hit him a few times, blood spattering on the ground. Childe got bored of the games so he quickly used his hydro swords to decapitate the Fatui members. "The tsaritsa will have my head for this." He grumbled, not even joking. "Big bro I'm sorry! I said I was sorry please don't hurt me!"

Teucers voice broke, tears falling down. "I won't hurt you Teucer." Childe soothed, but as if it wasn't bad enough, it got worse. "big bro i'm sorry. i'm getting sleepy..." Teucer hugged Childe, and then went limp. "fuck- Teucer!"

He cried, hoping for a pulse. "teucer it's okay you're going to be fine everything is going to be fine we're going to wake up and everything will be back to normal i can fix this." He rambled, voice creaking as he hugged the lifeless body of his younger brother. The guilt was too overwhelming and before Childe knew it, he was holding a shaky water blade to his throat. "Childe put the blade down." Zhongli's familiar voice sounded, grabbing Childe's wrist.

"He's dead Zhongli. He's dead and it's all my f-" Zhongli cut him off, not taking his bullshit. "It wasn't your fault, it wasn't his either. It couldn't be helped Childe." He assured the ginger, who was uncontrollably sobbing into his hands. "How the fuck do I tell my family i'm a murderer and because of my job Teucer got k-"

He cut himself off accidentally, his voice fading. "We're going to find somewhere to bury him okay?" Zhongli cupped Childe's face gently, carefully grabbing Teucer. Teucer had deep cuts all over his body, one was deep in his stomach, some were sliced across his arms and the deepest ones were in his legs. Zhongli found a peaceful spot next to a tree and he dug out a hole. Carefully, he placed down Teucer and buried him, watching as the fragile body disappeared underneath the dirt. He picked up a Glaze Lily and placed it by the grave.