⋘ Genshin Impact Oneshots ⋙

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- semi modern AU
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"Can you please stay in Senzhnaya for once? I'm tired of doing all the paperwork for you while you play around in different regions with different women all day." You groaned, sitting in Childe's seat in his office, scribbling angrily on papers.

"Oh, come on (y/n), look at me, will you? Didn't you miss me?" Childe smiled, walking towards the work table.

"Not at all."

Childe chuckled a little, then walked behind you, towering over the office chair you were sitting on.

"Well, I missed you," he said, bending down, his nose on your neck, "I missed your scent."

You blushed a little as you could feel how warm he was. It was almost feverish.

"Don't try." You resorted quickly, moving away from him to stack the papers together.

"Wow, rejection, huh? Don't get that a lot." He smirked and narrowed his eyes.

"I'm your secretary, not your mistress. Go play with some other girl, I'm doing the work you're supposed to be doing." You said, hiding your faint blush, keeping your cool.

"Oh, but I'm serious about you, dear. Never mind, how can I assist you, ma'am? Shall I give you a massage?" Childe said casually, placing his rough hands on your shoulders.

You stammered, speechless, but you've gotten used to this flirty treatment from your boss. After all, you're his pretty little secretary in his eyes.

"I'll take that as a yes." His lips curved into a smile, and he pressed his fingers into your skin with a layer of thin clothing between.

Your breath hitched, and the pen stopped.

"Let me tie your hair up, huh." He gently reached to your wrist, retrieving the hair tie and tying your hair into a ponytail.

"Are you always this touchy with your female clients?" You asked instinctively and casually while starting to write a new report.

"Why do you care, hm?" He breathed out calmly, resuming his massage on your shoulders.

Yeah, why did you care?

"I simply just want to make sure your moral behavior is well... acceptable..? You have a strange duality. You're always so calm and serious talking to me, and yet you still play around so much.. who knows how you act in front of the public?" You continued writing.

"Who said that I was playing around with you? Stop writing that report for a minute." He said a little more seriously.

"I can talk while writing, and this is your work, not mine!" You grumbled slightly, scribbling.

"Whatever, it's not due until next week anyways." He yawned, then bent over again, face inches away from your neck.

"You know, I like how serious about work you are (y/n). It's very sexy." He whispered.

You could've sworn you felt his hot breath on your neck.

"Really? You're funny, boss." You chuckled, finishing off the report.

"I'm not being funny (y/n). Around pretty much everyone else, I have to be outgoing and mischievous, tricky but kind, but when I'm with such a dependable person like you, I can be clingy and tired." He sighed, continuing to massage you.

You blushed. What he said could either be a confession or a family/ friendzone moment.

"Well, that explains the duality. Oh yeah, I'm taking an early leave today. I have plans tonight."