#fluffgenshin

❅ Chilumi Fluff ❅

Masterlist: ♡

Word Count: 273

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Lumine awoke with the feeling of the sun’s rays on her skin. She rubbed her eyes and the world around her fell into focus. There was a cold breeze coming through the window; so cold that it was practically  urging Lumine to get up and draw the curtains. Snezhnaya has so much colder weather than any other land I’ve visited. She thought to herself as she turned away from the window.

Next to her lay Childe. Topless. Nothing but his battle scars were visible. Lumine moved closer towards him, shifting the blanket in his direction. In the past when she asked about his scars, he always said that they were not simple “cuts and bruises,” but medals of honor.

So stupid, she thought as she chuckled at herself.

❅ Chilumi one-shot ❅

Inspired by @/titrusfruit on tiktok <3 Masterlist: ♡

Word Count: 403

tw: mentions of violence & blood

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Childe stumbled through the door of Wangshu Inn, unable to hold his balance. “Childe!” Lumine yelled, dropping the plate of hash browns onto the floor.

She ran to his side and held him up by his arm, noticing the deep wound and the blood seeping through his sleeve. His face was scratched and blood dripped from the side. 

“What the hell happened?”

Lumine led him towards the bed and turned away to get medical supplies. “Why are you so reckless?” She scolded.

“Calm down girlie, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before,” Childe chuckled as he held onto the cut on his abdomen, trying to slow down the bleeding.

When she returned, he was shirtless, and all of his scars were visible. She couldn’t help but marvel at his body for a second, before snapping back into reality.

“You need to start being more careful! Next time, bring me with you.” Lumine’s eyes watered. She avoided meeting his eyes as she didn’t want Childe to see her cry. She rolled up his sleeve and began bandaging his arm.

“Lumine, you don’t need to do this. I can take care of myself.” “Shut the hell up, you have never come back with wounds this bad,”

Childe grabbed her hand, stopping her from tying the bandage. “Let go of me.” Lumine said with a scowl.

Their eyes met, and Childe noticed the small droplets forming at her eyes. “Alright.” He said as he released her hand and allowed her to tend to his wounds.

Once Lumine tied the bandage on his arm, she got a damp cloth and applied pressure on the wounds that coated Childe’s face.

“So, why don’t you just admit it?” Childe winced in pain, “You’re in love with me.”

Lumine froze and pulled the cloth away from his face. “E-excuse me? You’re saying things like that at a time like this?” She stuttered. She felt her face burning like a pyro slime.

“So? You’re admitting it?” As embarrassment clouded her mind, she yelled, “Okay, fine, you tend to your own wounds! Don’t come crying to me for help.” Childe grabbed her hand as soon as she released it from his arm. He pulled her closer to his face, until they were mere inches apart. 

“I know you don’t want to leave me,” he whispered. “Damn you.” Lumine replied.