⇢ 𝐀 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨. ∙⋄♡⋄∙ A school trip then forces them to get closer to eachother... How close could they possibly get? / chatfic / fem! reader / highschool au.
This also contains angst...
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Everything was going all right at first, I mean, our team already found all five objects, but something went horribly wrong...
"Childe!"
"Childe!! Where the fuck are you! Get your butt back here!!"
Yup. If you haven't guessed yet, our rip off Ed Sheeran got lost and we couldn't find him anymore. I mean, we weren't worried about him, he just had the fifth object with him and we needed it to go back to the campfire and claim our reward.
But of course, he had to ruin it by getting lost in the woods.
"I swear to the fucking archons that if you don't show your fucking face in two seconds, I'm going to tear you apart limb from limb when I do find you, you piece of shi-"
"Calm down, Scaramouche. Ripping him apart isn't really the best solution in this case." I say to the angry indigo haired boy.
He glared at me for a few seconds and looked away in irritation.
"Hopefully he's dead. It would definitely help my business!"
"Hu tao!" I stare at her with an 'are you serious' look and she looks back at me blankly as she stays silent.
We were currently in the middle of nowhere in this dense forest, so Childe could be anywhere. What was bothering me more was the fact that I was stuck with two people that I couldn't work well with since one had major anger issues and the other one was obsessed with death.
I sighed to myself as I felt like this was hopeless. Apart from us losing off brand Ed Sheeran, we were also currently lost since we were trying to find him and we ran off course.
How wonderful.
Amazing.
Excellent.
Just GREAT.
I was definitely helpless. I couldn't honestly even think anymore. I mean, we already tried calling him, but his dumb ass didn't respond to his phone.
Maybe he'd gotten hurt? Nah, I'm sure he could care for himself if that was the case.
But then why wasn't he responding to his phone? I mean look, I even sent him ten thousand texts.
