Foiled Plots... Childe x Male Reader

ACT ONE. PART SEVEN. THE SITUATION.

"I need to talk to you." Zhongli sat at the table in the parlor, usually used for what he guessed was the consultation seats. He sat at the seat opposite, a little nervous. Zhonglis tone was serious, making Y/n's leg do little bounces underneath the table.
"Ok..." He said almost like a question, finding his statement sort of odd.

"Are you sleeping with Childe?"
Y/ns mouth almost dropped agape as he stared at Zhongli infront of him.
"Are you serious?" He asked, suddenly feeling hot and sweaty from the odd question.
Zhongli didn't look like he was joking.

"Of course not? Why would you even think that? I'm not-" He started, Zhongli raised an eyebrow and he cut himself off.

"No. I'm not." He said. His face turned to a sour expression.

"Even so why would you ask that?" He asked.

"Why not? You two are awfully close, and he has come out of your house more than enough times for me and other people to come to conclusions." Y/n's mouth almost dropped open again. He stood from the table, pushing the chair out.

"Well sorry but, that was not a correct conclusion you came to. And even so, why does it matter so much to you about my personal life? Do you really think i care about what 'conclusions' people jump to?" He walked to the door. Zhongli stayed silent in some sort of expression of his embarrassment.
"My business, not yours." Y/n exited the parlor, gently closing the door behind him. The lady with a broom kind of sucked away from him as he walked away from her and the building. He walked up the red stairs, crossing some bridges, before finally reaching Northland Bank.
He walked up the the counter, seeing the lady.
"I suppose you're here for Childe?" She asked with a bored look on her face.
Why would she automatically assume that?

"Uh- yeah actually."

He went into Childes offices, where he was told to wait as he would be back soon.  there were some shouts from outside, before the door opened and quietly clicked shut after a little boy came in. He seemed like he was looking for a place to hide.
"Little boy, are you lost?" I asked.

He turned around, startled.

"Oh i'm really sorry to barge in sir! I didn't know this was your office!" He did a small bow, cowering infront of the desk.
I was sitting in Childes chair, so i guess it did seem like this was my office.
"Oh no, i'm only waiting for the person whose office this is. Are you hiding from someone?" I asked. He looked up at me, but remained quiet.
"Whats your name, child?" I asked in a gentle manner, standing.

He looked around, before fidgeting with his hands.
"My name is Tuecer, and i'm looking for my big brother. He's a toy maker in Liyue!" He exclaimed excitedly. If his brothers a toy maker, how did he end up in the Northland Bank? The door handle shifted, and creaked open, causing Tuecer to jump behind me.
Childe walked in, shutting the door behind him.
He startled when he saw me, his eyes widening a little before he started laughing.
"You scared me, Y/n. What are you doing here? I thought you were helping Zhongli and Hu Tao?" He said, before noticing the little figure behind me. He poked his head out, before his eyes lit up.
"Big brother!!" He exclaimed, running towards him and hugging him. Childes eyes widened at the sight of his brother.
"Tuecer? What are you doing here? How did you get here all by yourself from Snezchnaya?"
(i forgot how to spell it)

Wait, Tuecer is Tartaglias brother?