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    Zhongli chuckles, nosing into the hairs at the back of Childe’s neck. It’s cosy, and the even pressure against Childe’s back calms his racing brain as Zhongli’s arms tighten around his middle. He can’t remember the last time he was held like this. In fact, he probably hasn’t ever been; snuggling in bed isn’t high on a Harbinger’s list of priorities.

    It’s nice. He feels… safe.

    “It’s fine, xiansheng,” says Childe, melting into the hold. “We’ll just keep this on the down low, right? Besides, I trust you.”


    It’s a pity to realise now, standing in the lobby of Northland Bank, with a gnosis exchanged, a plan revealed, and Zhongli not sparing a single glance in his direction, that it was all a lie.

    Childe curls his fists at his sides.

    Trust—what a fucking joke.

    He was a fool to expect anything else.

    After Zhongli's identity is revealed to be more than he was led to believe, Childe endeavours to avoid Zhongli for the remainder of his stay in Liyue, and to forget all that passed between them. However, Zhongli refuses to let matters drop quite so easily, insisting on "talking" and "working things out".

    Why can't things ever be easy?

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    10 Dec 2025