Scara's pov:
I awoke to a quiet mumbling next to me. Childe was still asleep, and the blanket i was wrapped up in had loosened a little bit. Enough for me to roll over and try to get up. Yet, i still had to get out of childe's grasp, as he was still hugging me with one leg over me. Once i had gotten partially free ..and almost fell onto the floor.. Childe grabbed me and hugged me again. I couldnt push him away because my arms were still tucked into the blanket.
"Going somewhere?" Childe mumbled, his eyes still closed.
"Yeah, so let me go" i scoffed.
"I could tickle you again" Childe smirked and sat up.
"No!" I tried desperately to untangle the blanket and get away. Luckily, i was able to break free from childe's grasp and i fell on the floor, but at least the blanket fell off. "Yes! I'm free!" I ran over to the door.
"Hey! You dont have shoes on! You're going to get cuts on your feet!" Childe chuckled as he dashed over to me.
"So what?" I turned to open the door, but it was locked and I couldn't reach the latch. "Nonono!" I turned to look at Childe who was slowly getting closer, then looked back at the door. "Childe, stop!" I nervously laughed as he got closer, now barely a foot away from me. I turned to my back was against the door and tried to shove him away, but he didn't budge.
"Aw, the scaraburrito is angry" Childe chuckled.
"I'm not angry! I just dont want to be tickled!" I yelled.
"So why did you shove me?" He asked as he leaned one hand on the wall next to him.
"I just told you" i muttered. Then i walked around him and put my shoes on.
"Are you actually heading out?" Childe walked over to his bed and sat down.
"I thought you wanted to try the wine here?" I grabbed my hat.
"Oh yeah, but maybe we should eat something first" he put his boots on.
"Why's that?" I asked debating on whether to wear my hat or not.
"Uh.. have you never had a drink before?" He looked me in the eye with a confused look.
"Nope" i shrugged.
"Um.. okay then. Oh, and leave the hat here" Childe smiled.
"Why's that?" I asked as i set it down.
"So i can do this" Childe stood up and walked over to me.
"What are you doing? Please dont tickle me again.." i started to back up with my hands up in a defensive manner.
"What? I'm wasn't planning on it, but stop backing up" he grabbed my arm.
"Hey!" I tried to yank it away.
"Stop it" he said. Then he reached up and patted my head, and chuckled a bit. I just stood there, shocked. "Aw, youre all red again" Childe laughed.
"No im not" i tried to cover my face with my hands, but he grabbed them and pulled them away from my face.
"Dont cover your face, youre smiling, that's rare" he said while also smiling. I just stood there, looking into his eyes. Though they still looked lifeless, he seemed happy.
"Y-your face is red too.." i mumbled while looking away.
"Yeah" he chuckled. "We should probably go get breakfast though, y'know, before they only serve lunch foods" he let go of my hands and walked over to put his jacket back on.

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Hayran KurguChilde and Scara have been assigned a mission from the Fatui, however what will happen when their mission goes south? This is my first time writing anything, but this is based off a role play i did with a friend. This is just going to be a light flu...