𝗔𝗖𝗧 || 𝗫𝗫𝗜𝗜𝗜 - 𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗦

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You give Childe a bright smile, laughing at his tac tics

" crazy right? I told her to stop bothering me" Childe sighed helplessly, placing his head on his hand

" I hate paparazzi's" you huff, leaning back on your chair, thinking of moments they almost crushed you to death or how they ask the weirdest of questions

" well on that topic I feel sorry for you" Childe consoled, swirling his drink out of pure boredom

" why?" You were confused as Childe rubbed his neck awkwardly at the mention

" it's unsafe! thats all" Childe made a valid point, the silence feeling deafening

" oh well...aside that, we should really practice our scripts" You pulled out a booklet from your bag, placing it in the table

Childe smirked, excited that you even asked that question, " page 98" Childe smiled, making you open your script

Your eyes trail to the lines and your mouth gape, cheeks flushing like a chain reaction

" do you like it?" Childe teased, noticing your reaction

" shut up" you try to compose yourself, placing your script down

" well it's no different because...you know" Childe rambled on, with that signature smile

" since when did you like intimate scenes" you almost crack a laugh

" since you" Childe simply replies

D A Y S  L A T E R

" can you please tell us where you are going" the reporters swarmed the airport, covering every inch

You share a fake smile, covering your face as your guards tried to cover you

" please tell us more!" You heard over and over again, trying to fake a smile was straining, it hurt knowing how much you were mad

You look in the distance for your safe haven, seeing a figure in a black disguise

They stood out from the rest which was what caught your eye, you passed them, seeing only their red lips curve into a smile

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