𝗔𝗖𝗧 || 𝗫𝗫𝗜𝗫 - 𝗖𝗥𝗨𝗦𝗛

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Childe's grip loosened on you

You take another deep breath before replying, " well I always bring bad luck with me" you almost pity yourself

" sorry for asking that" you smile once more, trying to walk pass Childe dismissively

Childe grabbed your wrist, restricting you from moving any further, feeling the need to discuss the matter with you

" bad luck or not, I still wanna be with you. I just- ...wanna be yours" Childe spoke those meaningful words to you, whispering it so closely to you

You stare back in awe, unable to figure out a response in return

" now come on, stay here okay?" Childe merely ordered to you, wanting to never speak of your words again

" okay" you barely manage to murmur as Childe walks out the door

Silently walking, you hear the muffled sounds of people talking on the other side. being curious you press you ear on the door

" can the outfit be changed?" Childe spoke on the other side

You couldn't hear any response after that, hearing shuffling behind the door before the door opened on its own

You move backwards, trying to look innocent as Childe arrived with a suit

" you can wear this" Childe gave you a change of clothes

" thank you...skirts can be annoying" you stare down, managing to say those words with a smile

Childe smiled too, " I'll be waiting outside" Childe nodded, leaving the room

You stare at the ticking clock and quickly change into the clothes provided

It hugged your figure and you liked the tone of the suit, you wondered who designed such outfit because you would be thanking them later

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" this lipstick here, you hold it like this" Yae demonstrated in front of you, holding the lipstick firmly near her lips

" okay" you nod, taking the lipstick

" it's a pretty colour" you murmur, observing the stick in the mirror

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