Imprisonment (Childe x Fem!reader)

Chapter Twenty Two: Lie Number One

For the last two days, you noticed that Childe was coming home extremely late. Late than usual. You asked him about it but he would say it was about work and how they would have meetings almost every night about the building and what came next. He said since they were almost done, they were more stern about getting things done. You sat and thought about it. Childe stopped working morning and started late afternoons so that could be the reason why he came late. But as a construction worker, there's no way they have him do work late at night.

This didn't sit right with you. You check your phone to see what time it was. It was-

"11:20pm"

You turn to look as you saw Zhongli standing in the doorway of your office. It almost gave you a fright.

"You almost scared me jeez."

"My apologies. You do realize that the offices are closed now right?"

"I know, I know. But I have to get this last draft in before the meeting tomorrow."

"Please leave at an appropriate time. I can always call back the-"

"That's not necessary. I just need to do better with time that's all."

Zhongli looked worried. He was always stricked about people leaving the office so late.

"I'll go home soon, I promise."

Zhongli gives a small smile and says,

"Goodnight Y/N."

"Goodnight."

He closes the door and you continue to finish your draft. You check your phone one last time to see if you got a notification or a message. Nothing but your lock screen picture showing. You set it aside and focus on the draft.

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12:15 am and you were finally done. You sit back and stretch your arms out. You hear your phone go off. You sit up and take a look at it. Xiangling sent a photo of someone. That's when you remembered that they were at the club tonight. You enhance the picture and see Childe in the background. It wasn't like he was dancing with some girl, but he looked like a bodyguard waiting for something to happen so he could stop it. Xiangling sends another message.

Isn't this Childe?

You were furious. He told you that he was working late tonight at his job but now you see him with a suit and ear piece. You stood up from your chair, grabbed your belongings and headed towards your car. As you threw everything aside in the passenger seat, you stopped and gather your thoughts.

What should you do?

You thought going there and asking him would be causing a scene and just make a ruckus. You wanted to talk to him so you picked up your phone and called him. It rings for a few seconds before he picks it up.

"Hey sweetheart."

You froze. You called at out anger but didn't know what to say.

"Hello?"

You could call him out right then and there but you wanted to see him and ask him in person. With the questions you had, you wanted to see if he would lie to you once more.

"When are you coming home?"

"I'm almost done. Maybe around 12:45 ish."

"Alright..."

"Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'll uh-I'll let you get back to work."

"Are you sure? If you want, we can stay on the phone for a little while more. I miss you."

"No no it's fine, really. I'll see you when you get home."

"Okay baby. I love you."

You hesitate a little.

"I love you more."

You hang up the phone and begin to drive off. Of course you loved Childe. But you felt like he was hiding something from you. And you wanted answers.