Chapter 29- Chopsticks.

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"You find that funny?" He teasingly lowered his face close to yours.

"Yes." You blinked.

Childe had a sadistic glint in his ocean blue eyes, you knew you were in hot water. Childe marched over to a huge snowbank.

"You asked for it, girlie." Childe sneered.

"Ajax, No! Ajax! AJAX!" You shrieked as you felt yourself flying through the cold air.

You landed in the fluffy snowbank, the coldness biting your face. You squirmed to the top of the bank, peeking your head out. Teucer and Childe were tickled pink at the sight of your tiny self emerging from at least 6 feet of snow.

You tumbled your way through the snow, finally finding the exit. You hoisted your snow covered self up and began walked, arms crossed. You ignored the two boys still giggling as you walked towards the house.

"Hey! Girlie come back!" You heard Childe beckon.

You didn't bother to turn back.
You yanked open the door and marched inside.

Childe turned to his little brother, "Do you think we made her mad?"

Teucer shook his head, "Nope! That was fun!" He squeaked as he darted to the house as well.

Childe shook his head before following his little brother. It was nearly dinner time, and mother was making a special meal for you.
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"And then I launched the snowball right at his face!" Teucer exclaimed, retelling the days tales at the dinner table.

You gave a light chuckle, focusing your attention to the clanking besides you. Childe was struggling with his chopsticks once more. You tapped on his shoulder, telling him to wait a moment. You pulled out a set of learners chopsticks. They had little whales on them. You held them out, Childe hesitantly accepted.

"I don't need learners chopsticks." He huffed as he played with the sticks between his fingers.

"Try them," you ushered.

You picked up a few pieces of your food, Childe followed watch. He attempted to mimic the way you moved the chopsticks, but he still couldn't do it.
He frustratedly threw the chopsticks down onto his plate. He turned to you, "Feed me."

"What?" You asked, slightly shocked.

"My hands are broken, and I'm hungry." Childe confidently stated, placing his hands on the table.

A slight blush dusted your face, "Uhm...."

"Ajax is a baby now!" Teucer giggled, poking fun at his brother.

Their mother had left the table, so it was just the three of you.

Without further thinking, you picked up a piece of food and held it out, "Say aaah."

"Aaaah." Childe opened his mouth.

You placed the chopstick in his mouth, allowing him to slide the food off. You pulled back, permitting him to chew.

Childe looked over at you, "You actually did it." He murmured between chews.

"Wait, you weren't serious?!"

Childe didn't respond, only a chuckle escaped his lips.

"C'mon now, don't stop there." He smirked.

He opened his mouth once more, and signaled with his hand to feed him again.

"More." He ordered.

"You're going to ruin your appetite. You won't have room for dessert." You answered back.

He leaned in towards your ear, "I don't want my dessert now, I'll take it later." He gave a naughty grin.

You eyed him suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

"Oh I think you know exactly what I am talking about," he whispered, his hot breath hitting your neck.

Oh my archons.
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Chapter 29- End.

Getting spicy~

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