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"I know him because he's my roommate

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"I know him because he's my roommate. The same one I've been talking about since a while ago." Childe said slowly, a look of realization dawning on his face.

"Well, isn't this quite the coincidence?" Kaeya stated.

"Honestly, I already had a gut feeling back then because the 'coincidences' overlapped with each other way too much but I didn't really give it much thought." I spoke, mostly to myself.

"I never would've thought that you'd become friends with the person I don't get along with the most." Scaramouche exhaled, slightly pissed.

"I thought the person you didn't get along with the most was Signora." Childe responded.

Signora?

"Well, now you know the real answer to that." Scaramouche said. "Anyways, Y/N. How do you know this ginger shit?"

"Ginger shit...?"

"I actually met the ginger shit a few days ago in Wanmin Restaurant before I arrived home. I didn't know that he actually attended this school back then."

"WHY ARE YOU GUYS CALLING ME GINGER SHIT?" Childe exasperatedly yelled.

While we both ignored Childe, I put my hand at the back of my neck, trying to remember something.

Kaeya put his hand on Childe's shoulder, showing empathy for what he's going through.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to Y/N's behaviour after a couple days." Kaeya assured him.

"So you're actually my brother's roommate... Scaramouche only mentioned you a few times saying that you were, I quote, 'someone who's a pain in my ass'." I mentioned as I faced Childe.

"He did? How sweet of him." He commented, making me laugh a little bit.

"As much as this surprise gathering is sweet, I'd like to head to the cafeteria already; I'm absolutely starving right now." Kaeya commented, reminding me that we still haven't eaten yet.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 | Childe x FEM ReaderWhere stories live. Discover now