As you walked inside your apartment, you placed the groceries you carried on the counter. You flip the switch and turned the light on. You placed your things down and started putting away the groceries.
In the mist of you putting things up, doing a light clean, showering, making dinner for Childe and you and relaxing on the couch, Childe still wasn't home yet. You decided to give him a call to see where he was. It rings a few time before he picks up.
"Hey sweetheart."
"Hi baby, where are you? I thought you'd be off by now."
"I'm walking up the stairs right now as we speak."
You hear a knock on the door. You get up and look through to see Childe standing in the hallway. You open the door for him as you both hang up.
"Remind me to get another set of keys for you."
"I need another set of keys." He said jokingly. You crack a smile.
"Haha very funny."
He walks pass as you get a whiff of alcohol. You turn around and stare at him. Surely he didn't go drinking?
He walks to the kitchen and looks at the plate of food you made for him.
"Ah yes! I'm starving, thanks for the food babe."
You walk up behind and smile as he gentle grabs the back of your head and gives you a kiss on your forehead. You take a small whiff of him to make sure you weren't tripping. You smell the same alcohol scent on him along with a red stain on his shirt.
"What's that?" You say out loud.
He looks down and notices the stain.
"My buddies and I went for a drink after work and some guys in the bar got in a fight. It was so bad that there was blood on the floor. I guess I was too close to them and some of it got on me."
It wasn't like Childe to not tell you where he was going or where he was gonna be. You put your feelings aside and wanted to make sure he was okay.
"Omg, what bar was this? And we're the cops called? Are you hurt?"
"Angels Share. The owner called the police after it got brutal. And don't worry, I'm fine."
"I'm glad you got out of there safely."
He smiles and kisses your forehead once more.
"Don't worry about me sweetheart. Nothing will happen to me. I'm gonna go shower and wash this stench off."
"Ok, I'll be on the couch."
He reaches for your hand and holds it, making a pouty face.
"Are you mad at me?"
You wouldn't say that you were mad, just annoyed that he didn't tell you where he was.
"No, I'm not mad at you. Go shower."
"But baby..."
He pulls you in a bit closer, just enough to wrap his arms around your waist.
"Won't you help me wash up?" He pouts his face again.
"Not when you smell like booze." You chuckle, trying to play it off. He pouts once more and lets go of your waist.
"Mhmm ooookkaaayyy." He exaggerates.
He walks to the bathroom and shuts the door. You head over to the couch and continue eating your dinner. You reach over and grab the remote when you suddenly get a text from someone. You look over and saw that Xinyan had sent a message.
"I tried calling you before but I'm assuming your DND is on..."
"I wanted to apologize for earlier. It wasn't my place to accuse him nor was it right. Can we please talk this out?"
You read her message from your Lock Screen. You let out a sigh and laid back on the couch. You felt like there was too much going on. The death of the waiter, your friends not liking your boyfriend/accusing him of murder, your regular daily life. You felt overwhelmed. You took a deep breath and let it out. You turn the T.V. on and put on a random show. Two episodes in, you were already finished eating and heard the shower water turn off. A few minutes go by and you saw Childe walking out of the bathroom. He warms up his plate of food and walks over to you. He places his food down and lays in between your legs. You caress his head and soon, started braiding his hair. It wasn't even nor straight, just little braids poking out on top of his head. He turns to look at you and stops you mid way.
"I'm sorry I didn't call you and tell you where I was."
You figured he thought about your responses in the shower and put two-and-two together. You knew Childe was smart and he wasn't like most guys where they'd brush it off or say the wrong thing.
"It's okay. Just..next time, tell me okay?"
"Okay baby."
You both reach over and gave a peck on the lips. You smile at him and thought of how funny he looks with his tiny braids and handsome face. You chuckle.
"What?"
"Nothing. You just look silly."
He notices you looking at his hair and touches it. He realizes you braided his hair in some weird twist pattern. Half of it wasn't centered nor done.
"I bet it looks great."
"I bet you look crazy." You said laughing.
You both started to laugh. Enjoying one another's company and jokes. He leans up again and kisses you.
"I love you."
"I love you more."
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Imprisonment (Childe x Fem!reader)
Fanfiction•ART WORK IS NOT MINE!!!! FULL ART CREDIT TO ha_.ze ON INSTAGRAM!!!!• Childe and you have been seeing each other for quite some time now and recently, he asked you to finally be his girlfriend. You were thrilled at first but as time went on, his beh...
