#childexyn

what were you doing?

staring into his eyes, a stupid grin on your face and smiling as the feeling of opia surged throughout you. just how much of a fool did you become around him?

as you held your hands together, eyes twinkling through the moonlight there was a moment of clarity that reached you. smiling once more at the sudden epiphany, this was where you belonged. you were finally home.

overwhelmed by emotions, you couldn’t speak. and yet you one you didn’t need to, the soft look in his eyes told you that. and whether or not you were to have turned around, even the blind would have been able to see the smile he gave you.

so this was love, was it? leaning your head back, silently rejoicing at the knowledge of reciprocating, comforted by even just the look he gave you, this was love? you couldn’t look at him now, turning around as heart surrounded your cheeks. but once again, you didn’t need to. he would always understand.

the unimportant was forgetten here. former stress, the building up of things you couldn’t control, focusing on how slow reality moved, knowing time for things was running out. it didn’t matter here, it didn’t exist. how could you focus on something that could cause you a frown when the light of your life was right in front of you.

he let out a small laugh from besides you. his shoulders slightly shaking as the sounds of delight exit his mouth. your favourite sound, leaving the mouth of the person you’ve always desired.

you’re not sure what he’s laughing at. you build up the strength to look at him, meeting those oh-so-entrancing eyes of his as he counties to lightly chuckle.

‘ my my, who knew such a night could be enjoyed in silence. “ he says. you nod at him, failing to trust yourself with words. you could swear that the light in his eyes were stars, and still doubt the unbelievable fact that they weren’t even when proved wrong.

so this is mostly not rly like a romanticy thingaroo this is just a cute lil fluff thingy :33 so yea js wanted to clear that up~!!

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YOUR POV:

It was a windy, cold night in Snezhnaya. Rough winds have been terrorizing Snezhnaya these past few days, and locals have no idea why. It's not like Stormterror is out. You shrug it off and go to your house, but you hear somebody sheathing their sword on your path. A whistle followed after, leaving you confused. "Anyone.. there?" You silently asked. Not expecting a voice, yet, wished there was one. A mysterious voice chuckled. "Maybe." You heard, come from a nearby bush. He walks over to you, as you slowly tilt your head to him. "Wh.. who.. a.. are yo.. you..??" You asked. You were filled with fright. Your hands were shaking.

"Oh hello, comrade. I see you have not yet met me. I'm Tartaglia. Who might you be, traveler?" Tartaglia said. He was tall, and he had a smile on his face. "Me? I'm... I'm Y/N." You said, taking deep breaths. "Are you lost? May I lead you to your destination?" Tartaglia said, he was nice for a stranger. He looked familiar.. Too familiar. Yet you just shrugged it off. "May I know more about you before I trust you.. On this cold, windy night?." You ask, Tartaglia responds with "You may. I'm a warrior who must always be ready to face any challenge with his blade. The outcome of the battle is irrelevant — what matters is that you learn from the experience." He said, proud and loud.

You chuckled, saying "I like your playful attitude, Childe." smiling. Childe chuckled and nodded. "May I ask, what's your vision, Y/N?" Childe said, while tilting his head. "..I don't have one." You say. Childe eyes widened a bit. "None..? That's.. fascinating.." He says. You can hear the more cautious tone in his voice, after learning an interesting fact about you. He doesn't mind it, he just hasn't seen such a civilian with no vision whatsoever.