ChiLumi - Crimson Tides of love

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The cool evening air of Inazuma brushed against Childe's skin as he made his way through the ornate streets, Lumine cradled in his arms. The weight of the day's battle hung heavily in the air, a looming reminder of the clash with the Abyss Order. Childe's heart raced—not from exertion, but from worry. Lumine's breathing was steady, but her pallor worried him.

As he approached the Kamisato estate, the soft glow of lanterns illuminated the path, casting whimsical shadows that danced on the ground. He could hear the gentle hum of laughter coming from within, a stark contrast to the chaos of their earlier encounter. He pushed the doors open, and the familiar sight of the Kamisato household unfolded before him.

Inside, the warm ambiance wrapped around them like a comforting blanket. Ayaka stood by the hearth, arranging a bouquet of freshly picked flowers, while Ayato lounged on a cushion, a teasing smirk playing on his lips as he exchanged banter with Thoma and Paimon. Her laughter, light and melodic, drew Childe's attention until he caught sight of Lumine's limp form cradled against him.

"Childe?" Ayaka's expression shifted from amusement to concern as she spotted Lumine. Thoma immediately straightened up, worry etching his features.

"Is she alright?" Thoma rushed over, concern flooding his voice as he reached for Lumine. "What happened?"

Childe shifted Lumine slightly to ensure a better grip, his gaze steady yet serious. "She was hit during a fight with the Abyss Order. A few scratches but... she'll be okay," he reassured, the confidence in his tone belying the worry that gnawed at him.

Paimon fluttered closer, her eyes large and reflective like polished gemstones. "Lumine! You have to be okay! Just hold on!"

Childe made his way through the living room, his friends momentarily forgotten as he focused on Lumine's needs. He could feel the weight of their gazes upon him, concern wrapping around him like a visible shroud. Finding the guest room, he pushed the door open with his foot, mindful not to jostle Lumine too much.

Carefully, he laid her down on the soft futon occupying the room, pulling the quilt over her form. Despite the chaos, there was tranquility here, a space where she could recuperate. He brushed a stray lock of her golden hair away from her face, concern etched across his features.

"I wish you could have seen my victory," he murmured, half-jokingly, as if she could hear him. "But I guess you'll have to settle for my tales of heroism once you wake up."

With a hesitant step back, he found himself at the door, lingering for a moment longer before the sound of footsteps echoed softly behind him. Turning, he found Ayaka standing there, concern shadowing her normally bright demeanor.

"Let me know if you need anything," Ayaka said, glancing into the room where Lumine rested. "We're all here for you two."

Childe nodded, grateful. "Thanks, Ayaka." He felt a swell of appreciation for the support surrounding him, even if he preferred to appear strong. "I just... I just want her to wake up."

"I'm sure she will soon," Ayaka assured him, a gentle smile gracing her lips. "And when she does, we'll all be here, ready to help her heal."

And as Childe turned back to Lumine's resting form, he felt a spark of determination ignite within him. She had faced darkness before and emerged victorious; this time would be no different.

The cherry blossoms swayed gently in the breeze, their delicate petals dancing through the air as Ayaka and Ayato strolled through the quaint streets of Inazuma. The afternoon sun streamed down, casting a warm glow across the serene landscape. The siblings had just wrapped up a busy day of duties, but curiosity tugged at them like an unrelenting tide.