Tunaa_very_sad -Tagged as requested
The morning after such scandalous events had taken place, Childe awoke, nestled in a mess of silk sheets.
He groaned, withdrawing his arm after the cold breeze passed through, leading him to learn that his warmth had gone, left without a trace. Like a hookup the morning after, (except they didn't technically hook up).
There was no sunlight in the room to wake him up, forever dark to suit Scaramouches likings, so Childe naturally awoke at 1pm.
The fact that Scaramouche had left after they (almost) did the deed saddened Childe past the point that he would like to admit.
He would have loved to share morning cuddles, make breakfast, watch movies, and soak into each others embrace... But it's Scaramouche we're talking about, that would never happen.
Childe sighed and rolled over to grab his phone, which was resting on the bedside table, charging.
His messages were spammed so badly that it lagged his entire phone.
27 missed calls from Dottore
What a surprise.
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Dottore
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Childe
Where r u
Whats happening
Did u use the stuff I gave you??
Answer me
Are u alive?
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Childe typed a lazy response back,
*yes, I'm alive. I used the sex mist you gave me and now Scara is gone*
He threw his phone somewhere on the bed, not getting much relaxation before hearing it ping again.
*It's not sex mist u idiot.*
*I took the balladeer's apylos out, its something his creator installed, it produces naku oil which gives him the ability to feel human emotions and experience human sensations. Its what makes him human and not a senseless puppet. I took it out to make him a better warrior, but I thought you might need it to give him a weakness you could strike at, so I took some of the oil from it and put a few rose drops in it, so you could use it as insence and he would inhale it.*
*Do u understand now?*
Childe sighed, typing back a simple,
*no*
Before throwing his phone once again and drifting back to sleep.
Dottore's bullshit was something that nobody is ever prepared to put up with, let alone after he just woke up.
*some time later*
(Idk how much time because childe's dumbass was fucking asleep, not my fault he didn't count every second 🙄)
Childe awoke naturally, having a brief y/n moment, bathing in the non-existent morning sunlight, feeling the warmth on his pale cheeks.... before he realised that Scara was back and rummaging around in the kitchen.
He reluctantly pulled himself out of the comfort of Scaras bed, to meddle in business that probably would be best left alone.
(But come on, its childe, hes obviously gonna stick his nose in anyways)
"Watchu doin Scaraaaaaa~"
The other didn't even glance in his direction as he started packing away a bunch of medical shit.
"Whats all that for?"
No answer.
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A few hours later, all of Childe's conversation and question attempts were in vain as he gained no response, not even eye contact. Eventually like any person would do, he gave up and went for a walk.
Inazuma is beautiful at night, everyone looks so happy and carefree, unlike Snezhnaya where every night is a silent prayer that you don't wake up to a blizzard and get your only food source cut off because its too cold to find meat. This is the type of region where you'd wanna live and have a family in.
After enjoying the scenery, going for a short swim, picking some flowers and running home to dry off, Childe made it back at around 9pm.
He took the elevator and as the doors opened, he could hear a faint sob coming from the bathroom.
The sight inside was nothing short of heart breaking. Scaramouche was clutching the bright purple gnosis in his spare hand as the other was clenching the side of the bathtub to keep his body stable. He was trying to force the gnosis inside his chest. The harder he pushed, the harder the gnosis resisted and fought back. Childe isn't very smart but even he could tell that the gnosis is incompatible with Scaramouches body, his vessel isn't strong enough to withstand its power so it's refusing to fuse with his body. The medical equipment he was unpacking earlier must have been backup in case he seriously got hurt, this was evident as they were a mess on the floor.
Scara was clearly willing to do anything to get this gnosis to work with him, even seriously injure or kill himself.
Tears roll down his cheeks as he slams a fist down, leaving the bathtub dented and his perfect doll like hands flawless as before.
There is only one thing sadder than not being enough, Scaramouche was not enough to be a god, but too much to be human. There was nowhere he truly fit.
No physical plane of existence and no title he could rightfully claim his, the only place he was destined to be home in, was Childe's heart, and that was, is, and always will be enough for them.
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A/n
Yall im back from the dead, sorry if this chapter is bad I wrote just now at 11:30 pm while im overheating in my bed, hungry, tired, my right wrist is fucking numb from me typing in a weird position and duolingo is screaming at me for not doing my french lesson.
Anyways bye pookie bears, see you next summer, im going into hibernation 😘
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