❝ well for some reason, kissing you would seem like a nightmare" you honestly confess as Childe tried to look extremely offended. " what!?! Excuse you? I am a good kisser" Childe whispered harshly to you as a joke," well only one way to find out" ❞...
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You gave Childe a glance before deciding on your answer, speaking sternly
" friends" Childe winked at the camera for some sort of reaction or amusement from the audiences
" well that's a bummer, don't get me wrong, could you elaborate on your characters" the reporter wasted no time in moving to the next question, having plenty more to report
" oh sure" you prepare your throat, gulping a little as Childe stares at you, looking star struck as he didn't try to hide his feelings
" it's about this smart, and hopeless girl who's always been matched up with other people but never really finding her type— and out of the blue, she meets Childe's character and they share a bond" you start off, thinking of adjectives
" she's hardworking and she's introverted in a way" you maintain eye contact, failing to realise Childe's eyes were still glued on you
" oh really? That's interesting, can you tell us more" the interviewer straightened up, " well I can't, you'll have to find out" you smugly reply, laughing a little
" well that character is awfully like you" Childe commented, making you avert your stares back at him
" oh how so?" You were curious as Childe did nothing more then smile
" well the viewers will find out" Childe stared back at the reporter, making you glare at him slightly
" well all this information has me excited, Childe, how about your character" the reporter tried to squeeze all the information they could get
" well..."
L A T E R
" careful [y/n]" Childe covered your head while walking to your car
" I am" You try to hide yourself in your hoodie as Childe placed a gentle hand on your shoulder
" Childe.." you give Childe the firm look, " any paparazzi can jump us and find out our secret" you lowly whispered, Childe's eyes giving a gleam
" don't worry, they won't" Childe walked you to your supposed parked spot
" ...where's my car" you stop, looking around for any signs of your ride that was meant to be in that exact spot
