How can, Cupid. How could you be so-?

Childe taking care of his sick s/o

-he's the best at taking care of you when you're sick

-he's the oldest out of four siblings, he's probably had to deal with someone he cares for being sick a lot

-especially because of the cold weather in snezhnaya

-he would make you soup and swaddle you in blankets

-he would fight your cold personally if he could

-he's not scared of getting sick from being around you

-would get a chair and sit by your bed side holding your hand if you were okay with it

-would also sing to you if you asked

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childe hummed to himself as he stirred a pot of soup. the sound of snow falling against the window could be heard softly, but the sound of (y/n) sneezing and coughing easily drowned it out. he laughed softly as he turned the stove off and set the pot of soup onto another burner as he grabbed a bowl.

after he poured some soup into a bowl and grabbed some napkins and a spoon, he entered the room where (y/n) currently resided. they were bundled up in a pile of blankets and had a garbage can full of tissues. they smiled up at childe as he sat beside them on a chair he placed there earlier. he slowly feed them the soup after they sat up.

after they were done with the soup, childe set it aside and leaned back against the chair holding their hand. (y/n) layer back down and gripped childes hand. the sound of his faint breathing and the sound of snow slowly lulling them into sleep.