childeishly | 🐳 imeeji; inbox 2.

I don't know. What are you doing here?

[ he does follow, running right behind Childe, not letting go of his hand ]

I really don't like this place.

[ he squeezes scaramouche's hand a little tighter at the question. ] I, I don't know. I don't know. [ he continues to tug him along until his mind seems to give them some reprieve, the chase just ending abruptly... and leaving them in the relative silence of the abyss. he keeps a hold of scara's hand, but he doesn't turn to look back at him. ]

I don't know where I am or... or anything. I just know that, I have to survive. If I don't, then I... I won't be able to see my family again. [ assuming he can ever find a way back. ] You're the first person I've seen down here. [ he's pretty sure there's somebody else down here, that's been... stalking him, but he can neither confirm nor deny it at this very moment. ] There's other weird creatures, not really human... but human... like. They're not friendly though. [ ... ] You... won't leave, right?

[ It's so strange to see Childe like this. Vulnerable and scared. He's weak to the sight, not just because it's Childe but because he looks so young now, so fragile ]

But I'm not human either.

Won't you be worried I'll end up devouring you?

[ he blinks, looking at their joined hands, and then back up at scaramouche. ] No. [ he squeezes his hand again, tightly, as tightly as he can manage. ] I feel like I can trust you, and you’re making it a little bit more bearable down here… like, like it doesn’t hurt as much.

Did you… want to devour me or something?

... Mm. Maybe when you grow up a little.

[ he squeezes his hand, and then brings it to his lips to kiss ]

Has it been hard for you, being here all alone?

[ …lol. ]

[ feels his teenage boy heart jump, looking aside as his cheeks flush. the nickname he gave to scaramouche on the lake was beautiful, so he’s always had a thing for him, whether he’s realized it or not. ]

I don’t like being alone…

I don't like being alone either. It's sad, isn't it? But you do have me no. And I won't leave you alone, my little fox.

It is, and I don’t like. [ he’s used to people, so many people. ] Good. [ …holds his pinkie out. ] Promise? [ scoots closer, stealing some of his warmth. ]

[ he does link his pinkie with him, giving him a soft, gentle smile at the gesture ]

I promise. If you want, I can take you out of here too. We could go somewhere nicer, just the two of us.

… [ he looks a little curious, and skeptical, but eventually nods. ] Where, where would you take us?

[ he wraps his arms around him, pulling him as close as he can. He won't answer, but a moment later the entire place changes, bringing them to the garden Childe purchased for him ]

This is better, isn't it.

[ he blinks, startled at the change. he pulls away from scaramouche as soon as they're in the garden, seeming to realize that, like he had said at the beginning, it's... a dream. he stands there silently for a moment, before he changes back to himself - older and foxier ( literally ). ] Much.

[ oh, he's back to normal. He doesn't let go of him and instead keeps his hold ]

Should I have changed your dream right away? I wasn't sure.

...it's alright. [ he's just... not sure how to feel about having shown scaramouche all that, and knowing that he's likely in his bed, drenched in sweat, because he'd been having a bunch of stupid nightmares. ] I was bound to wake up sooner or later anyway. [ sets a hand on scaramouche's back. ]

If you're having nightmares, I can keep watch when you sleep. Like I did after the game.

Did you want to come over then?

... Mm. I can come over. Should I bring something for you?

Just you.

[ he will give him a kiss, floating a little so he can reach his lips like that. And then he will let Childe wake up, sending him a text once he's at the door ]

[ smiles, trying to grab onto him, so he can give him another couple of kisses, but then he's waking up... in a sweat, and feeling like shit. he does feel a bit better, but... damnit. ]

[ he tries to make himself a little bit more presentable, but he doubts scara cares too much, so he goes to answer the door. his hair is a mess and his clothes are rumpled. ]

Hey Kuniku.

[ he'll take his hand and then just tug him inside, to his room ]

Hello little fox. Fancy seeing you awake at this hour.

[ he lets himself be dragged. ] I wonder why. [ a tired laugh. ] Cabin?

... Do you want to? I wanted to stay in your normal room, or go to the beach. Somewhere not in the snow.

[ normal room is also snow themed, lol. ] ...ah, yeah, let's... go to the beach. [ maybe he can take a dip. cool off. ]

[ I FORGOT HE'S A SNOW FOX. you and your snow, Childe!!! But he seems to prefer the beach as well, so he'll head for that room ]

Do you want to talk about that dream?

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