𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 | Tartaglia x Reader | ON HOLD

Chapter 17

(Narrative POV)
You were cleaning up your apartment, occasionally feeding Mae treats when she helped you with small little chores like putting back her toys or fetching unwanted bugs or mice from under your furniture.

Childe was out of your sight as of today, he promised you he'd come back sooner or later since he had business to attend.

You shook off any unwanted thoughts that disturbed your state of mind as you clean up the remaining rooms.

After you had finished, you decided to take a shower and rest while waiting for your boyfriend to get home.

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It had approximately been 4 hours since he had left and your anxiety was starting to creep in. Lots of heart wrenching thoughts started to grow in your brain, causing small tears to stream down your cheeks.

Suddenly, your phone rung. An unknown number was calling but you picked up anyway, confused at the sudden call.

"Hey honey, i just got this device you informed me about, the phone apparently? I didnt know how to talk on the phone so i just called you" your happy lover spoke, his footsteps as background noise as you sigh to yourself in relief.

"you mean text?"

"Uhh yea" he says, a slightly embarassed childe heard from the other end of the line. Cracking a smile onto your lips, he decides to tell you all about his day, saying how he was looking for preferred companies to invest his new profound money in your world.

He informed you that once he gets home, he'd tell you about the company he was planning on owning.

You ended the call, adding him to your contacts as you continue to set up supper for the two of you.

Although you did not excel in cooking, you made the best meal you could ever craft. Mac and molten cheese. Love being it's main enhancement, and melted cheese as a topping.

It was instant mac and cheese but hell did it smell delicious and look appetizing.

You took a picture of it before hearing a faint knock on your apartment door. Hurrying from your dinner chair, you unlocked the door with a keycard.

Your boyfriend embraced in you in a tight hug, causing you to blush and let out a loving giggle.

He was wearing a suit for multiple interviews and errands he had to run, it was the maroon one you got him.

His suit really complimented Childe's physique quite alot, it made him look far more taller and broad (and of course, alot more professional).

"So you done getting a good look? I'm starved" Childe comments, rubbing his stomach. A slight drool rolling down from the edge of his lip as he gazed at the supper you have provided him with.

"Ah right!" you mumbled faintly, bringing him to the dinner table. Filling his bowl with a preferred portion, he thanked you. His ocean eyes twinkling at the sight of your food.

He wolfed down his meal, laughter escaping your lips after he started choking on the macaroni.

"Hey-! Thats not funny!" Childe pointed out after inhaling a glass of cold water, wiping his mouth with the cuffs of his suit in slight embarassment as you continued to laugh your lungs out.

You wipe a laughing tear from your eye while your peripheral vision shows Childe walking with his dish and washing it.

"A-anyway, what was it you wanted to tell me?" You question, turning off the dining room lights and heading to your room where Childe was changing his clothes.