Look at me ~ Childe x reader ~

Chapter 5 ~Overtime~

Yeah right, like you don't already dislike me, not that I can say that to him though.

"Oh, well then I'll take you up on the offer" I replied politely.

Ignoring his remark.

~After a while~

It was now 11:20pm, Mr Childe dropped Teucer off to his room, so he could sleep in peace.

I was sitting at the island in the kitchen, my food was already set out for me before he left to go upstairs.

Mr Childe was now back and busy getting some cutlery so I admired the food in his absence.

I'll have to admit the man can cook, it smelt great as-well. Then again I'm not to surprised, he lives alone and I doubt he'd rely on take out.

He seems like the type of person who prefers to have homemade food.

But then a sudden thought crossed my mind, could it be poisoned?

Surely not, he wouldn't stoop that low right?

But still, I'm a bit cautious.

I suddenly change from relaxed to slightly agitated.

He doesn't hate me that much to try and poison me, is what I kept telling myself.

Mr Childe sat opposite me and handed me some cutlery.

I just took it and gave a small smile.

He was about to start eating, but looked up at me with a confused look on his face.

"Don't you like the food?" He asked generally wanting to know.

"H-huh, um it smells nice" I praised it half heartedly, with a hint of nervous laughter.

I think he caught on that something was up, he put his spoon down.

"Is something wrong?" He asked now paying full attention to me.

"N-no, I'm just waiting for it to cool down" I stuttered as I thought of an excuse to say.

"Okay then, let's wait together" he suggests as he sat up and crossed  his arms as he 'waited' with me.

"Not it's fine, really. You must be hungry" I try and insist that he goes on.

"It's okay, I can wait" he affirms as he decides to wait for me.

I start to get a bit nervous, I'm really taking this too far.

I thought to myself, there's no way he'd do something like that, I need to have a little more faith.

With that I grabbed a spoon and ate a bite of the food in front of me, without warning.

My eyes lit up at the taste, it was so flavourful and most definitely not poisonous.

I was just being irrational.

I could see a small grin on his face.

"It's not poisoned y/n, I can't believe you'd think of me like that" he suddenly says as he then puts a spoon of food in his mouth and looks at me amused.

I stop stuffing my face and look up feeling embarrassment.

How did he know? It creeped me out, how much he could infer just from the scenario.

"My bad" I have a small apologetic smile, and continued eating.

He just nods and also continues eating.

We ate with not further interaction what so ever. The only time we spoke was when we was constantly encouraging me to have more food.

I say encourage, but it was more like an instruction, I guess that's just the tone he's used to when talking to me.

But I'm not complaining, the food was good, so I really didn't mind having a large fill.

He wasn't shy himself, he just kept adding to his plate, which isn't a bad thing don't get me wrong, it made me feel more comfortable.

I mean as hard as he works, I'm sure he needs a lot of energy, plus I'm sure he works out because there's no way he's be as strong as he is otherwise.

12:00am

I've just finished washing the dishes, it was the least I could do.

After I cleaned what was left, packed the spare food into the fridge.

There was not a lot though because most of it got devoured by the both of us.

I walked into the living room to see Mr Childe spread out on the couch, asleep.

He was still wearing his socks and had no blanket, so I decided to help a little before I left.

I took off his socks and put them aside, then threw the medium sized blanket over him.

After that I turned off all the lights, double checked everything was done.

Then I left his house, luckily the door automatically locks so didn't have to worry about that.

What I was worried about, was all of the work that I had to complete before I go to work today.