Today was the day off The Tsaritsa's birthday celebration, it was supposed to be a ball or something, like she usually has every year.
You were currently getting ready, well people were getting you ready. One of Snezhnaya's best hair stylists were currently styling your hair whilst the makeup artist was powdering under your eyes.
You had gotten The Cryo Archon a silver crystal and diamond necklace, she didn't usually wear much jewellery but she always complimented yours so you figured it would be a good choice.
There was a knock at your door moments later, and a familiar voice spoke from outside your room, that being Childe.
"La Ruffiana?" He called through the door as he gave a few more soft knocks.
"What's up?" You shouted back at him, so he could hear your voice from outside.
"Could I come in for a sec?" He was quiet for a few moments, before opening your door slowly.
He looked to you through the crack of the now open door, making sure that you weren't busy or anything before walking inside and closing the door behind him.
"Hey," He spoke quietly as he saw the hairdresser and the makeup artist, still working on you.
"Good evening."
"Can we talk?"
"Yeah but not for long I'm still getting ready, what's up? Did anything happen?" You glanced over at him.
"No, nothing happened, I just wanted to talk with you."
He chuckled as he leaned back against your door, crossing his arms over his chest as he let out a deep breath, and watched the hair stylist and makeup artist finish up on your hair and makeup.
"Go on then.."
"I just wanted to ask what you were wearing to the ball tonight." He was still leaning back against your door, watching as the hair stylist and the makeup artist were coming to a swift end with your hair and makeup.
"A dress..? Obviously what did you think I would be wearing? You're supposed to go in fancy clothing."
"Duh, of course I knew you'd be wearing a dress, and I didn't mean like that, I meant what colour is it, and stuff like that, jeez."He was rolling his eyes, chuckling as he spoke, a smirk plastered on his lips whilst he spoke.
"Well, it's long, it's dark blue, it has a long slit down the side."
"That sounds nice, can't wait to see it." He continued to speak to you, the hairdresser and makeup artist finishing up with you and packing up their stuff.
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𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 - c.tartaglia
Fanfiction❥・❝ 𝐀𝐬 𝐈 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞. ❞ ↳ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a young lady valued by the fatui dearly finds her perfect match, who happens to be her colleague. 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥�...