Childe/Tartaglia: FiancƩ HCs
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Childe/Tartaglia: FiancƩ HCs
Your relationship with Tartaglia is unorthodox to say the least. Usually, the average length of an engagement is 13 to 18 months but you didnāt need a calendar to tell you itās been far longer than that. You probably spent more time with your fiancĆ©ās sister than with the man himself but that was okay with you. Tonia was a really sweet girl and you knew what you were getting into when you accepted and returned his feelings when you two first started going out.
Before he became a Harbinger you were friendās with him and Tonia. Almost everyone in Snezhnaya was part of the Fatui, working in factories, or a devote follower of Tsaritsa. So it was a breath of fresh air to meet two people that didnāt align themselves to that mindset or become a slave to work. You slowly became closer to the two siblings until the day a stuttering and pink Tartaglia confessed his feelings to you. You think back on that moment fondly since that was probably the first and last time youāve seen him act in such a shy manner.
The day he proposed to you was the night right before he became a Harbinger. It wasnāt anything grand and you were pretty sure he hadnāt even told Tonia he was planning on proposing that very night. He said that he was waiting for the right moment and somehow felt the right moment was when you were in-between consciousness. When you couldnāt even give him a proper answer since he popped the question right as you fell asleep, but for all intensive purposes, that was probably on purpose. You had to chase him down in freezing cold weather, coat not even properly tied, as you yelled he was a piece of shit and that if he never came back you would hunt him down and kill him yourself.
He just grinned innocently and waved back to you as the ship departed. When asked by a curious merchant who wasnāt native to Snezhnaya asked if he had someā¦family issues he simply waved it off and said you were his beloved fiancĆ©. The merchant was left very confused on Snezhnayaās customs and traditions on marriage.
You both made an agreement that only he would write to you. He said that it was because trying to get in contact with him would be impossible, considering how often he moves, plus the different names he goes under. But in actuality, itās because he wantās to keep the people closest to him as private as possible. The Fatui know of his sister already and most likely know of your existence but as long as he remains a Harbinger they canāt do anything. He wonāt let them. But the Fatui have many enemies and while he hates denying your existence, if itās to make sure you live a peaceful life with his sister, heāll continue to pretend heās never heard of your name before.
While he writes to his sister that heās taking care of trivial matters when heās on his assignment, he writes a bit more honestly and detailed in his hidden letters to you. You make sure to keep them in a box hidden away from Tonia so she never discovers them but you have an inkling she knows what her brother is up to. She watches the way your face pinches, that your fingers clutch the paper a little tighter, and how you seem to tap the page two times in sequence.
Despite the raging winter storms that swirl around Snezhnaya, you are always warm. He thinks youāre secretly a pyro vision user waiting for the right moment to make good on your word and burn him alive. Whenever his travelās run late into the night and he arrives home tired and cold, he seeks Toniaās room to make sure sheās sleeping peacefully. Then to you to do the same. Sometimes when youāre lucky and you wake up early, youāre greeted to Tartaglia clinging onto you refusing to move because youāre warm. Even going through daily routineās he always has an arm around you or some part of his body against yours. You feel that his habits is rubbing off on his sister because slow morningās like these seeās you as the human heater. With Tonia hugging you from the front, arms wrapped around your waist, while Tartaglia supportās from behind, arms around the both of you. Your hands laced with his as you both act as a shield for little Tonia. Ā
Tartagliaās hands are always numb. He could be in Natlan where it never snows or facing the harsh winters of Snezhnaya, they are always numb. As if the skin of his fingertips were scalded off. Touching anything gives him an uncomfortable sensation so he wears gloves all the time except for two occasions. When he needās to replace his gloves with a new pair or to lace your hand into his. He can vaguely feel the heat from your hand, see that you donāt have the same callouses that he has from wielding weapons, and can feel the same tingling sensation that would usually have him wrenching his bare hand away if it had been anything or anyone else, besides his sister of course. Instead he holds on as if youāre his last lifeline in the middle of the ocean, commits to memory the feeling of your hand in his, and the pins and needles that prick his fingertips fade away.
He grows restless when life is ordinary and boring so heās always off fighting or doing something completely dangerous. He was the same before he became a Harbinger which leads to some fights between the two of you. You both handle fightās pretty badly due to the upbringing of Snezhnaya and it makes Tonia sad when she sees her family argue. So instead you convey your inner worries through taps. One is for annoyance. Two is for worry. Three is for anger. Ā Likewise, Tartaglia has his own system.
On one rare occasion, Zhongli managed to catch the sight of a flicker of light on Tartagliaās clothing. It confuses him since arenāt ringās meant to be worn on the hand? The only response he getās from Childe when he asks why is a vague answer filled with mirth. He sayās that heās holding onto it for someone. Zhongli doesnāt quite understand since wouldnāt it be better to keep the ring in a box if it were meant for someone else? Childe wears a ring on his pinky already but it might be a Snezhnaya tradition to wear one ring on the hand, while the other is close to the heart.
He keeps his cheerful attitude on even when it feels as if the world is crushing him. That might be why he names himself Childe. But when itās just the two of you he takes the mask off, the armor slips off, and letās himself relax. Timeās like this he just wants to hold you and as he puts it, recharge.
For all his confident nature in fighting he knows that a committed relationship with him is hard. That if you ever want to walk away and find someone new he wonāt stop you, but that you never contact him or his family. He wonāt open his heart for another person for a long while or ever. He would still give you your ring and whatever you choose to do with it is up to you.
Tartagliaās goals wonāt change. He still has his family to take care of and even if you decide to leave, that doesnāt change the fact he still sees you as apart of his family.
You donāt mind if his goal takes him away from Snezhnaya for years and years. Or if the letterās he writes become fewer and fewer. Ā As long as he comes home you donāt mind waiting.
Itās the middle of the night and heās still awake. He just returned from his last assignment and Tsaritsa is already sending him across Teyvat for ābusinessā related reasons. He just finished checking up on Tonia to see her sleeping soundly. Sheās growing up really fast, he smiles slightly at the thought. She can already sleep on her own. He gently opens the door to your room, well really itās both of yours but he hasnāt been doing a lot of sleeping there, and cringes slightly at the creek the doors give.
He takes a small minute to lean on the doorway and relaxes. He wonāt have enough time to bask in your presence if heās too make it on time. The winter storm continues outside, as if Tsaritsa herself is yelling at him to start moving. He doesnāt think thereās ever been an instance when theyāve been silent.
āI care about three things in this world. My sister, you, and my home,ā Tartalia says softly as he walks over and kneels down beside your laying form, resting his hand beside yours as he places a soft kiss on temple. āWhen those three things are safe I can rest.ā
You tap him two times. Your hand has laced around his in a loose grip to which he tightens. You both sit in silence as he waitās for the pins and needles to stop spreading across his arm before speaking again.
āI know I already proposed but letās elope somewhere. My next assignment is taking me to Liyue. I heard itās quite a beautiful place. Iām thinking a spring wedding perhaps?ā
One more tap but heās learned to take your annoyance as you jesting or being flustered.
āPromise me youāll be safe,ā you ask.
āI can try but I canāt guarantee everyone else will be,ā he laughs. Ā
You tap him three times. If you werenāt half asleep you would have probably thrown your pillow at him. He gives one last chuckle as his fingerās rubs patterns into your hand.
āI promise,ā he swears.
He hears you hum happily as you begin to relax back into slumber. Slowly letting the feeling of his heartbeat lull you to sleep until your grip loosens around his wrist. Even as the winter winds howl outside you can sleep so peacefully. Unlike him where in the back of his mind are restless thoughts. Tsaritsa is asking something huge of him, another test of his loyalty and strength. He silently stands up as to not wake you again, gives you one last squeeze of the hand, one last fond look, before he leaves. Closing the door as quietly as he can, he steels himself to go back out into the cold.
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