❝ well for some reason, kissing you would seem like a nightmare" you honestly confess as Childe tried to look extremely offended. " what!?! Excuse you? I am a good kisser" Childe whispered harshly to you as a joke," well only one way to find out" ❞...
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Childe gently placed your hand off
" no, I would like to know what he said" Childe walked up to the man, in utter disbelief that some man would say that to a stranger
" I...said she likes me instead- it's obvious-"
Childe chuckled, it didn't take long before he was knocked to the ground from Childe's fist. It made a harsh thud and you panic
" Childe!" You look around to see if there was anyone, seeing Childe repeatedly hit the man with his fist after he got down
" Childe! let's go! Please..!" you pleaded, trying not to start a bad reputation.
Your attempts start when you place your hands on Childe's shoulder
Childe breathed in and out, his knuckles bleeding. Your touch soothed his mind and after realising the situation, Childe collected himself before he stood up again
" drunk bastard"
L A T E R
" he deserved every bit of it" Childe couldn't help but curse, seeing you tending to his knuckles
" he was drunk" you murmur, having no emotion
" drunk? That doesn't excuse his actions. Hey! aren't you mad?" Childe observed your neutral face
" of course I am" you curse back, focusing on opening the medicines and applying it to the wounds immediately
" ahhfuck, why does it sound like you are defending him.." Childe hissed at the medicine you put on his knuckles
" anyone could of seen us, you are famous you know and you almost beat a guy to death. Luckily no one was there at the time" you lecture back, grabbing the bandages
" still." Childe stood his guard, feeling pissed
" although he was a bit delusional" you comment, tightly securing the white bandages
Childe shook his hand to make sure the bandages was adjusted properly, " sorry for making you go to the stores to get me these" Childe apologised, feeling guilty
You lightly smile, looking back up at the man
" are you going to stay here" you look around your hotel bathroom
