"Why don't you ever...listen."
What. My body aches, but I still manage to look up amidst the mid lighting. After the encounter with the leader of the Archon mafia I was left to rot in this cell, eventually falling asleep and well waking up to...this infatuating place. Maybe its a good thing, because the first person I see is Zhongli and fuck it makes me happy to see him despite everything. Despite his warnings, despite his finger on the trigger.
"I'm stubborn, but I guess you act like you don't know me, is that right Mr Zhongli?" I gaze up at him with a weak smile, he paces a little closer, he has two black gloves placed perfectly on his hands. It's thrilling to think he might be up to something a little dangerous. "You're right Tartaglia and I don't want to know you."
"You only say that because you don't have a choice, come on Zhongli." I tease the words a little longer, trying to see if maybe I could break that easy demeanor he has once walking inside this lonely cell, metals, chains. I'm chained, right, that sucks doesn't it?
"I'll cut your tongue if you keep this nonsense up," he scoffs until im face to face with the little endeavor. I pull my chains, my wrists are chained to a wall, but I have only so much length that allows me to move a few inches. I use what I can to nudge a little closer, I want to be closer to him. "If it's with your teeth I don't mind." My bold words cause a few thumps in my chest, he's quick to give me a look. The, "fuck did you just say?" look.
I wonder what else I could say to cause a few other reactions.
"Shirt off." he says, utterly emotionless. I raise a brow in a teasing manner, "Zhongli I thought we just met, don't you hate me?" His chest quakes, he grabs a fistfull of my shirt and shoves me closer to him. I'm inches away from those lips. "What's the matter with you!?" He sighs. Oh nothing Zhongli, maybe i'm like this because the person I adore is telling me to take off my shirt. "Kiss me," I snicker, he slaps the pathetic words from my mouth but I'm still grinning. Sure it's stinging, but the blush on his cheeks is what I'm dying for. I just said it to tease him.
I guess you do have something hidden inside that cruel heart.
You still remember me like that kid who you adored everyday.
Isn't that right Mr Zhongli?
"Take it fucking off!" He sneaks a few hands to my side but I simply shove them off and tell him to unchain me so I can take the shirt off, I promise to not go bat crazy. Not that I even can, he has a hidden knife and he'd probably strike me down. He unchains me, I tilt my head, crawl a few fingers underneath my shirt and lift. Pulling the shirt entirely off my body. He's looking. God you're making it obvious Zhongli. I grin and immediately he chains my filthy wrists back together.
"Is this some sort of fantasy Zhongli? I mean I don't mind, just surprised." I look down at my chest, he's gritting his teeth. "You're such a nuisance." Then why are you looking at me Zhongli. If im such a nuisance why don't your eyes leave my chest. He doesn't give me a second to spare, the minute he gets his words out, is the minute he reaches a hand out to my chest and searches my body for scars. I have a couple, but those were before Pierro became someone I saw in my life once in a while, the other ones disappeared the second I got them. He is touching me, sliding a hand down my side, leaning closer. I can feel his hot and steady breath on me. "You'll burn me with that stare Mr Zhongli, do you have a reason to search my body so intensely?"
"You...these scars are old, you don't have any newer ones?"
"What the hell do you think I do for a living? Run through the fields." I say, he rolls his eyes, branching a finger across an older scar I have stretching across my stomach, it causes a few bothered breaths to leave my mouth. "You're troublesome, you always used to get hurt and I guess...I also found it weird that you could recover so quickly, I just never thought it could be related to something...till now" he mutters, oh so now that your leader bats an eye to it, suddenly it's something? I laugh a little, he cocks a brow. "Why are you laughing–?"
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The Rebellion〚Childe x Zhongli〛➷
Romance"What do you think you're doing?" his breath hitches, he's struggling when there's so much going on, our scents, his breath on my face, my hands on the knife he's holding. "Getting to know your body language, getting to know you. Getting to know why...
