You slide the door open, enough for Childe to enter the bathroom. You don't take off the towel and enter the bathtub once again. Childe places your nightgown on the space beside the sink and grabs a stool, heading in your direction. He stops, situating himself behind you before taking all of your hair in one hand. With his other hand, he pumps a decent amount of shampoo and dumps it all over your hair, giving you a gentle massage to your head as well.
You groan in pleasure. Not only are you in a warm bath but also receiving a good service from Childe. "Where did you learn to do this?"
"I'm not particularly good at it as my mother is but I've come around with some practice. Your hair isn't as long as Tonia's so it's easier to manage."
"Ah, I see..."
"Why do you ask?" Childe questions, "Wait, don't answer." He stops, a wide grin is plastered on his face. "You must think I'm husband material."
"H-Husband?" You almost choke on your own saliva.
"Oh, my bad." Childe's smile falters. A princess such as yourself can't be married to a man who could possibly lose his life on the battlefield.
You couldn't feel Childe's fingers combing through your hair anymore. You turn around to see him with his eyebrows furrowed. You lean into his palm and he snaps out of his thoughts at the sudden warmth. An apologetic smile is plastered upon his face.
"I should wash up so you can bathe next." You tell Childe and he agrees, leaving the bathroom. Minutes later (you finished taking a bath), Childe occupies the bathroom. As he comes out, he sees you by the spot he was by earlier, gazing outside the window.
"A lovely full moon, isn't it?" Childe speaks.
"Yes..." You say, still staring at the full moon. "I have always wondered what Chang'e was doing up in the moon. It must be so lonely."
Childe approaches you, gently patting your head. "Come, it's late already. A princess needs her beauty sleep."
As you follow him, you halt in your steps, alarming Childe. "What's wrong?"
"T-There's only one bed..."
"You can sleep on the bed. I'll take the couch."
"A-Are you sure?" You look at the couch. Childe could sleep in it but it would be very uncomfortable for a tall man to have his legs dangling by the edge of the couch.
"W-We can sleep together."
Despite how many times Childe rejects your offer, it seems like you weren't backing down and he was running out of other excuses.
"It's okay, Princess. You need—"
"I-I'm okay with it... if you'd like, we could have a pillow between us. Otherwise... I'll sleep on the couch instead."
Childe couldn't let that happen at all so he complied with your request.
Now with a pillow in between the both of you, you could finally take a good night's rest but the thought that you and Childe were sharing the same bed made you feel flustered. You couldn't sleep. You kept tumbling and tumbling until you feel a hand on your waist pulling you close until you hit a hard object (his chest).
With the pillow gone, Childe has you in his arms. Truly, you felt more at ease. He shifts closer, planting a small kiss on your forehead. "Good night, Princess."
"Good night, Childe."
"It's Ajax. Call me Ajax."
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