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𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙏𝙒𝙊: 𝙈𝙄𝘾𝙆𝙀𝙔 𝙈𝙊𝙐𝙎𝙀 𝙎𝙏𝙍𝙄𝙆𝙀𝙎 𝘼𝙂𝘼𝙄𝙉

𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃:

𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗟𝗬 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗𝗡'𝗧 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗜𝗙 𝗬𝗢𝗨'𝗥𝗘 𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗢𝗪 𝟭𝟲.

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Childe had drunk toxic chemicals that could potentially kill him if he drank too much. A better way to phrase this is that he was absolutely wasted. After the wedding, he went to get a drink with his friends and lost in a card game so he had to drink until he passed out. Which is what he did. Mike got a phone call from Zhongli informing him that Childe had collapsed on the floor of the bar and was yelling for him to pick him up. A few minutes later, Mike had called a taxi and was in front of the bar. Zhongli carried Childe to the cab.

"Make sure that he doesn't barf all over you or something. But it'll probably be unlikely since he already threw up all over himself," He said slyly.

"Just thinking about it makes me want to barf," Mike replied, laughing slightly.

"Umm...I just wanted to say congratulations on your wedding. It was considerate of you to make me the wedding officiant."

"It was no big deal, Zhongli! You've been a great friend to Childe and you're like a brother to me. Of course, I would let you be the officiant!"

After they were finished exchanging a few more greetings, Zhongli went back into the bar and Childe set a route to the nearest place to stay which just so happened to be a love hotel.

"Would you like two rooms or just one?" the attendant asked.

"Just one room would be fine," Mike said.

"Okay," The attendant started to type on her keyboard. "The total is $90. Would you like to pay in cash or by credit?"

"Credit is fine," Mike said, pulling out his American Express platinum card. 

After he was done paying, he went to the 4th floor and dumped Childe on top of the bed. He then decided he would take a shower.

I'm pretty sure Childe won't mind. Mike thought as he turned the hot water on. He's knocked out cold anyways so it's not like he'll wake up to see me naked.

As he changed into clothes provided by the hotel's staff he noticed that Childe's clothes reeked of barf. I better change his clothes for him. He thought, reaching to take off Childe's jacket. However, just as he was about to take off his shirt, he stirred awake. He looked at Mike for a few seconds then slapped his face.

Hard.

"I-i'm a married man you know," Childe stated, not knowing that the man he was married to was right in front of him. "If you d-don't step away from m-me right this instant, I'll c-call the cops on you!"

Mike stared at him for a few seconds and burst into laughter. It seemed like Childe was still drunk and didn't realize who was in front of him.

"Why are you laughing? This is not a joking matter," Childe said, getting even more worried by the second.

"Are you serious? Look closely at my face, will you," Mike said, still laughing.

Childe examined Mike's face and turned pink with embarrassment. Wait a minute. He thought, scrunching his eyebrows. That's Mike! Agh! This is so embarrassing!

"Looks like you've noticed, huh," Mike said, placing one hand on his hip and smiling teasingly at Childe.

"Shut up, Mike. I was drunk and I couldn't -"

Childe was cut off by Mike's laughter.

Mike raised one eyebrow. "Was? Don't 'was' me. You're still drunk. I can see it in your eyes."

Childe rolled his eyes. "Shut up with that mushy stuff. 'In my eyes' my ass."

"Okay, okay. Whatever you say. Now take off your shirt. I'm going to put it in the laundry," Mike said, holding his hand out.

Childe proceeded to take his shirt off and handed it to Mike who went downstairs to put it in the laundry. He came back a few minutes later and realized that Childe was taking a shower.

I should probably look on my phone for any new messages and such. Mike thought, reaching for his phone. However, instead of grabbing his phone, he accidentally took Childe's phone. Oh. I better charge it for him. Just as Mike was about to grab the charger, Childe stepped out of the shower and saw Mike holding his cellular device.

"W-what are you doing with my phone?" Childe asked, rushing to grab it. In the process, he tripped on his towel and fell on top of Mike.

Mike smiled at Childe and asked, "What're you trying so hard to hide, huh? Do you have something on there you don't want to show me?"

Childe reached for his phone. "Stop playing around and give it back Mike!"

"Let me just see one thing, okay?"

"W-wait don't-"

Mike turned on Childe's phone and to his surprise, he saw his face staring back at him. Or his face(s) since the entire screen was covered with photos of him.

"That's why you didn't want me to look at your phone," Mike asked, a surprised look on his face.

Childe blushed and looked away in embarrassment. A few seconds later, he nodded.

Mike smiled and pulled Childe's face in for a kiss. The kiss deepened, tongue and tongue intertwined.

"This position makes you think of things, doesn't it," Mike said slyly.

Childe blushed harder. "M-mike. Don't just say things like that so easily."

"There's no one here to interrupt us, Childe. And we just got married. Can't we have a little fun?" Mike said this while slowly pushing Childe down onto the bed.

Childe was now pinned under Mike, their faces so close together that he would feel his breath. "Mike. Don't you have work tomorrow?"

"I took the day off."

"But won't people hear us?"

Mike chuckled. "This place was designed for people like us. We never got to do it at your house because Zhongli always interrupted us. This time it's just you and me, hmm?"

Childe looked straight into Mike's eyes. "I heard that it hurts the first time..."

"Then we'll do it again and again until you get used to it. Unless you just want to go to sleep."

Childe paused then gazed into Mike's eyes, his gaze unwavering. "Okay. Let's do it."

"I thought you'd never ask," Mike said, taking his robe off.

Just as he was about to go in for a kiss, he heard a noise coming from the room next door.

Childe turned to the right, looking confused. "Is that music?"

"Not just music...moaning too," Mike said, looking confused.

"Is that...the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse theme song?"

"I think it is."

"So people are smashing to the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse theme song?"

"That is...true," Mike said sitting at the bedside. "I think we should continue this another time."

Childe nodded in agreement but his thoughts didn't match his actions. It's not fair that he left me all hot and bothered. When we have some more alone time I'll- He slapped himself to get back into reality. What am I thinking? Mike isn't in the mood so I shouldn't be in the mood.

With that, Mike turned off the lights and they went to sleep. However, the person next door kept on replaying the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse theme song so it was pretty hard to sleep.

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𝙊𝙋𝙃𝙀𝙇𝙄𝘼 𝙎𝙋𝙀𝘼𝙆𝙎!

fun fact: this chapter is currently the entire reason this book is rated mature.